Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kildrak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (20 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Sard (20 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She prefers to wear flannel. Her auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Jarsali is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Jarsali was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ubada is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

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

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.