Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull black iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brown diamond (4000 gp).