Description: 6'10" and muscular, this eastern man usually wears his black robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a yellow collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is chestnut and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of a Brewer, who enjoyed hunting, Percival was taken on many hunting expeditions. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for him, and Broce does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When Broce reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military, Slave. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 46000 sp. Zircon (40 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is auburn and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.