Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (700 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

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. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.