Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.

Motivation: To be a Server again.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ernest embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and pastel pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and bows. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 27000 cp.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this northern man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 11000 cp. Obsidian (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Wymar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Holy water.