Description: He is lean but muscular and is typically in his Mortician uniform. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are gray.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. One day when Trey was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Trey was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a grey shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is short and white. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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 the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Wymar was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Doctor. He became a Doctor soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 3 Antitoxin. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by teas. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his white robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. He has a very tight haircut. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. 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 made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military, Debt. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Everard will drive conversation. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp.