Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. 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: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears baggy white pantaloons and a grey scarf. Her hair is black and curly. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is a Bricklayer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the south to a Bricklayer, Hrathy learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears an entirely tan suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Berrian hails from a village terrorized by illithids. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Tûmûg and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 7000 cp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, and he perpetually has his flail ready. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Laucian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.