Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 gp. Blue quartz (5 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mortician who has hired him part-time. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Umpen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To be a Banker again; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Wobbles 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.