Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep green spinel (140 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he likes to wear tan tank tops with black pants. His lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Weaver and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 11000 sp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). White opal (600 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Azurite (6 gp).

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his auburn hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Feldûsh's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp.