Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Smoky quartz (60 gp). Eye agate (6 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Layabout work with an outfit from a few towns over. Layabout work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso, and carries morningstars. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.