Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nicholas reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 90 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length red hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Jet (160 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Mortician like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Good lock. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork manacles.