Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. One day when Norkruuth was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Norkruuth was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A 5'6" southern man, he wears just a yellow suit. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

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

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student he started as a Roofer, but he got bored and became a Spice Merchant. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Crown-heir for hire.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has wavy white hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Jabbie is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Masseuse, who enjoyed hunting, Jabbie was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jabbie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 3'6" and is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born in the west. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.