Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He wears his silver hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the east to a Priest, Everard learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is an amazing painter.

History: Heward lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shepherd.

Motivation: To protect his home; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 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 very much looks the part of a Mortician. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, marred by chocolates. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. After coming to the age of reason, Percival 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a tailor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Hugh has worked very hard to control his curse. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Star rose quartz (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).