Description: This younger middle-aged man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His gray fur is long and unkept. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Mastema speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Born to a Roofer, her father struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Mastema has worked very hard to control her curse. During her travels, Mastema and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mastema discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mastema fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 sp. Pink pearl (100 gp).

Description: An older woman who wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, she is not a threatening figure. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She carries a battered dagger and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available she will default to her club. She has done her best to style her auburn hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Ahinar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 sp. Tourmaline (60 gp).