Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gifted from a young age, Delebean studied abroad. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Knight and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. His yellow eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Shipwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shipwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Dabbledob never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to be a gardener again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his black robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 13000 sp. Blue quartz (7 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Coral (50 gp).