Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Ovina was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His hair is dark red, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mormo grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Courier, but he got bored and became a Masseuse. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mormo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 60 gp. Red garnet (90 gp). Amber (90 gp). 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nicor studied abroad. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the south. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Geoffrey was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Geoffrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 80 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white fur is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gennal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Knight work with an outfit from a few towns over. Knight work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Knight job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 sp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (70 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Beggar arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She uses divination through singing.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 40 gp.