Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished shield as well. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Morthos was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Guard. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Dalgal 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Dalgal took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is typically in his Fisher uniform. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Fisher soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 sp.