Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red fur. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sword on his belt. He has a hunchback. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a Dyer soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 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, Roland is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a yellow collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's also a talented Mortician, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Acid flasks. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Zepar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.