Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with green pants. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Anselm was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 2'11" southern man, he wears a red collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has white hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Horza speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. When Horza reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely pastel suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2700 sp.