Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Bonds: Job, In love, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has no hair. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is golden and curly. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His black eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Morthos is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His crest is silver and curly. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. A true patriot, Adrex would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Adrex was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job, In love. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp).