Description: This malnourished man wears a tan collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His rusty crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Jeweler and was forced into it by his family; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'1" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Iolite (80 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and is pretty ugly. His copper crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He takes great joy in being the best Seamstress in town.

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. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job, Military, Debt. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Himo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barrister hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Himo never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of a Performer, who enjoyed hunting, Naeris was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.