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 an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His head has been shaved. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Berrian hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Through the years after Chad was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Chad's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, white cloak. He has no hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: 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: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 sp.