Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a blue coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Carnelian (20 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp).

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Apothecary. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Theirastra was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. She has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He has a very tight haircut. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Secretive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a violet tunic with white highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mindartis grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 120 gp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.