Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Marshal but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted, Pacifist. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during and is in decent physical shape. His hair is chestnut and very short. His black eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. After coming to the age of reason, Melech took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She stands about 6'3" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. To her fellows she 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: Born to a Stableman, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Crown-heir hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She wants revenge against giants.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 160 gp. Red garnet (60 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Halfling compassion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats, and carries maces. He has no hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp.