Description: A middle-aged man, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down, and is pretty ugly. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 sp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is red and curly. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Mindartis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 8000 cp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 13000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'7". He wears a black costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamuz studied abroad. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.