Description: This man is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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, Ernest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with violet slacks. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist, Mundane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He is physically well-built. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: John was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Bather, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Servant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to be a bather again

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and carries scythes. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Solomon would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.