Description: She likes to wear brown tank tops with tan skirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. Her half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Through the years after Egelina was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Egelina's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Bather, but he was a colossal failure. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Bather again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'8" eastern woman, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. 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 is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Herleva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She bought a quarterstaff and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a red costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the south to a Mercenary, Balimaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Sard (60 gp).