Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a grey shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. He wears his chestnut hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to be a layabout again

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Backpack.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortspear use. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He uses divination through singing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Charles studied abroad. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. During his travels, Oppleby and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Oppleby discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Oppleby fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.