Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears dull red sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Robert 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. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 19000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tanner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1400 sp. Rose (30 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 sp.