Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. He has moderate length white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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 to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west to a Glassblower, Ahvain learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Pink pearl (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Red garnet (40 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with violet slacks. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith mother left him crippled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.