Description: 5'9" and muscular, this southern man prefers to wear flannel. He has wavy golden hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To protect his home; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Good lock.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Jocelyn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dilettante responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 38000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears professional attire. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a very tight haircut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Apothecary business.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 sp. Red garnet (80 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is braided into rings. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.