Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: Standing 5'6", this woman prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. Her hair is brown and curly. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Healer. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Geva was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and expand her business

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears bulky green painted plate armor. His copper crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to be a spy again

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. After a long history of fighting, Hubert and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.