Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He has wavy chestnut hair. 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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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 east. He's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and doesn't want to be a masseuse and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Family, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sage born in the past three hundred years. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'11" eastern man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. 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 all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).