Description: This slender man stands about 6'7". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his chestnut hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of whips, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. He has gray eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a doctor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His white eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He has no hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Laborer profession.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 sp.