Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Soapmaker. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. Henry took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Guy lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Body Guard, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 sp. Rose (50 gp). Malachite (12 gp).

Description: A 6'3" eastern man, he wears a grey costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 23000 cp. Malachite (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp).

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with red slacks. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Clerebold was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (20 gp).