Description: 6'2" and muscular, this northern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. 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 has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Jocelyn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bowyer. His tied-back hair is brown. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Adelard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Miles is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a red cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).