Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bhevek fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a hunchback. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born into a rich family. Gerald 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Citrine (40 gp). White opal (700 gp). Amber (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mhurren embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a Mason, his father struggled to pay the bills. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Gardener. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Felgrat is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He struck the Gardener job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is short and blonde. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Naeris was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp).