Description: A middle-aged man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are silver.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Navigator for hire.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 cp. Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Silk rope.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'9". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses like a well dressed Beggar does. He wears his brown hair up. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Barrister again; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 80 gp. Banded agate (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.