Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished pickaxe as well. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Wymar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A 5'11" northern man, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is brown and very short. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Thomas is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Thomas was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Average lock. 1 Backpack. 1 Hourglass.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Balimaar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Balimaar's homeland. Balimaar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2700 sp.