Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Charles was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barrister. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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 went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barrister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

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: Gifted from a young age, Everard studied abroad. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.