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 dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He struck the Priest job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His golden hair is cut short. His ears are large.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Hadarai was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Roofer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 180 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Theriatis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Theriatis. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has no hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1400 gp. Obsidian (4 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Sard (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Soveliss was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Soveliss abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.