Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. His hair is red and curly. He has hazel eyes and a violet hat with a green feather.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Aerdeth lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1600 sp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with grey slacks. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Mormo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's in love; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Norkruuth reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 20 pp. 3 Antitoxin.