Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with brown slacks. His blue hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has no fur. 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 fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Weaver, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a performer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

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. Nákra 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 came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His crest is rusty and curly. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fax does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fax fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.