Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. His white crest is heavily combed to the left. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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, Zedaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east to a Healer, Zedaar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To be a Brewer again.

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp).

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Engraver, but he got bored and became a Jeweler. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 90 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull green iron scale mail. He is portly but not overly obese. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 pp. Malachite (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is brown and curly. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Damien is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Dyer; and balancing his hectic life and new barkeep responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).