Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are violet and beady.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 39000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired him part-time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Hubert was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother 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's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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 parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.