Description: He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished kukri as well. His head has been shaved. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

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. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears black trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicholas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Professionalism, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (13 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Layabout. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is auburn and very short. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair is thinning but still full. 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Solomon was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 30000 sp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.