Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs, and is pretty ugly. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Quarion has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Varis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Varis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Varis. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Lamlis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Detective job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. Azurite (12 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: An older man who wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword, he is not a threatening figure. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barrister. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Expand his business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.