Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 20000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat, and carries flails. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 sp. Jet (70 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Malachite (11 gp).

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. 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 will rave to anyone who will listen. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Erdan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 pp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.