Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears just a black suit. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise white. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Chem was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. After coming to the age of reason, Chem took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with red pants. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Alexandrite (400 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: She stands about 5'2" and prefers to wear yellow clothing when she does not wear armor. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Sarah hails from a village terrorized by brigands. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. Her addictions have taken their toll on her wallet, and she has found herself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and revenge

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She has slicked back silver hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a Tanner, her mother struggled to pay the bills. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Feldûsh was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Soapmaker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Gardener, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 310 gp.