Description: He very much looks the part of a Mortician, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a great chef.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Bounty Hunter mother left him crippled. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hobart does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a violet costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Nalral hails from a village terrorized by giants. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Varis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Varis 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (60 gp).