Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the south to a Assassin, Aerdeth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Assassin for the past few years.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Terse, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1400 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He wears his silver hair down. He is baby faced.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Brewer. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in a small island village. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's also a talented Herbalist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 9000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Nim hails from a village terrorized by orcs. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Nim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2800 gp. Hematite (13 gp). Onyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears professional attire. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Fivin 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. Fivin decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 8000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp).