Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He has golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Rolen has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He tends to wear a large white jacket. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. 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 revenge

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.