Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a green armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His brown fur is braided into rings. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. After coming to the age of reason, Cask 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 was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 800 pp. Black pearl (400 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Cook. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and pastel pants. His hair is short and auburn. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man is renowned for his bright red suits and hats and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Habor took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.