Description: This woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length black fur. This yellow eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She struck the Mortician job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 sp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Manfred hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, green cloak. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Mugrunden would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 38000 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is portly but not overly obese. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Mormo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Blacksmith. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp).