Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears just a black suit. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Apothecary. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Robert was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Robert took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Apothecary and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'1" when asserting himself. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in the west to a Mortician, Adrik learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: PTSD, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. 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: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp).