Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His blue hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his black eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This man wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is blonde and curly. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Jebeddo 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: He was born in a small island village. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Architect they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long white crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He's also a talented Spice Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 320 gp.