Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Armorer profession.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. 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 Masseuse. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's in love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3100 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His silver hair is cut short. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is black and curly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soveliss 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 has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and flails. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to be a glassblower again

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Uthemar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar 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 nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. Rose (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.