Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. 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. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to protect his home

Ideals: Justice, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 sp. Jet (90 gp). 1 Average lock.

Description: She stands about 4'9" and wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Yvonne took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 2 Antitoxin.

Description: 6'7" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His crest is silver and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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, Srorthen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Srorthen has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 37000 sp.