Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is short and blonde. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Aramil lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Aramil was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Aramil decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Obsidian (14 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Jade (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane, Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by teas. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thervan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A freak accident while working with his Tanner mother left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. White pearl (40 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a grey costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the west to a Shoemaker, Erevan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.