Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 60. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers pastel and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries swords. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 pp. Citrine (50 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Major magic item.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this eastern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fancy violet suit. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Immeral is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Immeral was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ruler.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1800 gp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: This man wears an entirely violet suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Through the years after Lucan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Lucan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.