Description: He wears an entirely black suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Bertram was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Bertram 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He has gray eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and revenge

Bonds: Religious, Slave, Enemies, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'7". He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Painter. He has wavy brown hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Crown-heir born in the past three hundred years. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a Interpreter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Crown-heir work with an outfit from a few towns over. Crown-heir work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished scimitar as well. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1900 sp.