Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ur-Lasu does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Priest profession.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bellfounder for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 70 gp. Jet (40 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished spear as well. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has wavy white crest. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south. Donaar was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shepherd. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple pastel robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His beige fur is still thick. His eyes are copper.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. After coming to the age of reason, Leaf took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.