Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, pastel shirt, and blue tie. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is thinning but still full. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Lewis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Lewis has worked very hard to control his curse. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (11 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the necromantic 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, he is not a threatening figure. He has no hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a great chef.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Azurite (16 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is typically in his Sculptor uniform. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Clerebold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Sculptor, Clerebold learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.