Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in an above average manner. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Fivin is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Fivin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 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: 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 wears bulky green painted plate armor. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Efferil was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Detective. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Silver ewer (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Navigator for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (13 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Coral (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).