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 is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Euron was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Bonds: Poor, Nature, Family, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bather. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bather. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He worked as a nervous Bather and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bather for hire.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her white hair is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Phelaia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but she was a colossal failure. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 sp. Coral (80 gp).