Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His tied-back hair is blonde. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Mindartis reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, blue shirt, and green tie. His white hair is still thick. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Weaver profession.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 sp. Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Being a Servant kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: Gifted from a young age, Thamuz studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 130 gp.