Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the south to a Fisher, Peter learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Peter liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and expand his business

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is a Tailor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Healer, but he got bored and became a Tailor. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a healer again

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp).

Description: An older man who is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Hugh is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fisher they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Rolf was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Iolite (30 gp).