Description: He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. 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 tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Malachite (8 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Pacifist, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

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 martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'8". He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mortician and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. Amber (120 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he usually wears his white robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His hair is cut close to his head. He has green eyes and a white hat with a red feather.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.