Description: The dark-skinned man stands 2'10" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 24000 sp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has moderate length black hair. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Mamnen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.