Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His auburn hair is still thick. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Ralf was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sellsword. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. He has a hunchback. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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, Rolf 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. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Rolf was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 60 pp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Sard (40 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gilbert does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gilbert was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Balimaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.