Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His golden hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Scribe but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 60 pp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears just a green suit. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Vlorn hails from a village terrorized by goblins. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Vlorn has worked very hard to control his curse. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Azurite (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. 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 curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born into a rich family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Tricking liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.