Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He likes to wear black tank tops with grey pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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, Ortegar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Miller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He wears his dark red hair down. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears an entirely blue suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.