Description: This malnourished man is typically in his Shepherd uniform. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shepherd. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Deep green spinel (100 gp). Star ruby (700 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 35000 sp. Jet (70 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born in the north to a Carter, Nicholas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born into a rich family. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by sweets. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Norman learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Baker, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 15000 cp.