Description: He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a tan scarf. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished greataxe as well. His hair is brown and very short. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Sensitive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 pp. Sard (80 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Junk Dealer. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Azurite (15 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears dull white sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, In love. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple pastel robe with black stripes complete with hood. His hair is black and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Anselm 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. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and doesn't want to be a shoemaker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.