Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a very tight haircut. 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 mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, black cloak. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Balimaar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Banker father left him crippled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tanner.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

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 tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: The child of a Miner, who enjoyed hunting, Dustin was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Drogo hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, his father struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.