Description: This malnourished man wears a brown vest and prefers tan and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Peridot (80 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Everard does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Everard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Everard was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Butcher they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Herbalist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this eastern man has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His hair is short and chestnut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 north. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 21000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.