Description: This late middle aged man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing and is in decent physical shape. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Immeral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Painter. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He has no hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Carrie learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Shoemaker, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To protect his home; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary

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

Possessions: 230 pp. Tourmaline (70 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp).

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 wears just a pastel suit. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Immeral was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Immeral and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 130 pp.