Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, 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: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hunter does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2900 sp. 2 Antitoxin. 2 Antitoxin. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and tan robe with the hood down. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 6'2", this man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with red colored cloaks and clothing. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Lance was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Lance 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's also a talented Courier, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black pearl (900 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. After coming to the age of reason, Reynard took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp).