Description: He has a missing right leg. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His blue hair is still thick. His silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Raam embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. Raam is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10000 cp. Amethyst (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears tattered old clothes. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. A freak accident while working with his Fisher father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thorin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He has wavy auburn hair. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Reirak was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Reirak's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.