Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

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; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Naeris was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Scribe. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Dreali speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Coral (80 gp). White opal (1400 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Aramil was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.