Description: He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Kody is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Kody abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Passionate, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has wavy auburn hair. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Adam lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1400 sp. Pink pearl (50 gp). Zircon (70 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is short and red. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. 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 achieved small success as a Server.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to be a fisher again

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. 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 is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.