Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, marred by teas. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Lewis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. After a long history of fighting, Godfrey and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Laborer; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1700 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Balimaar 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. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.