Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and carries quarterstaffs. His silver hair is knotted and matted. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shag fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dean took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her black hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 4'3", this woman has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Artin was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Artin decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Ar-Karo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.