Description: This northern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy white crest. He has red eyes and a red hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Pijjirik 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his brown hair up. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (60 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this northern man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His purple hair is still thick. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp.