Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spy arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Halimath 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is short and silver. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Disease, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Varis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Varis took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).