Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and blue robe with the hood down. She is portly but not overly obese. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Sybil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is yellow, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scimitars and sais. Her head has been shaved. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eleanor isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears a green cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on her left hand. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Matilda took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.