Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bellfounder arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. Her auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.