Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Shane hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Shane does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Slave, In love. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 8000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his silver hair down. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Gomory learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Gomory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1000 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is short and chestnut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Miles is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with his Weaver father left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Weaver; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Junk Dealer. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Drogo isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has red hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. After a long history of fighting, Guy and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Pink pearl (150 gp). Jet (150 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.