Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He wears his red hair down. 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 is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gifted student he started as a Adventurer, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has worked as a Mortician like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Pink pearl (90 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2100 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has golden hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Reynard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Patrick and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Coral (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Trey was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Trey's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sailor responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.