Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 900 gp. Iolite (80 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large white jacket. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miner. He tends to his Miner job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. The war was a terrible time for her, and Dara does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she is greedy

Flaws: Shy, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 sp. 4 Smokesticks. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.