Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Pandjed took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Zepar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He worked as a nervous Cook and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 370 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (70 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 900 gp. White pearl (80 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp.