Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His black hair is thinning but still full. His blue 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 is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born to a Sellsword, his father struggled to pay the bills. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Disease, Sensitive. Bonds: In love, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a green top hat and green clothes. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Gerard liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears long strands of jet and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

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. Percival was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cook. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 pp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Red garnet (140 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Priest business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp.