Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Richard was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'2" eastern man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Gilthur's homeland. Gilthur decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He got into the Laborer business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Coral (160 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

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. A true patriot, Morkral would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Job, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting goblins, the young Taklinn began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 gp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp).