Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a white vest and prefers pastel and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by sweets. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is obsessed with his god.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, yellow shirt, and blue tie. His black hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1900 sp. Zircon (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is red and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A true patriot, Theodoric would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theodoric was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a barkeep again

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Balimaar was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sage. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1800 sp.