Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Everard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Alexandre never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has shaved his head bald. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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, Gomory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gomory was born the youngest of three triplets. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished rapier as well. His hair is black and curly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Heward hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 60 pp.