Description: 4'7" and muscular, this northern man wears bulky green painted plate armor. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Uthemar grew up listening to his father's many stories. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

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

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has no hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Naill's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the south to a Body Guard, Naill learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1800 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has violet eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Ahvain was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Crown-heir hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (80 gp). Sard (70 gp). Amethyst (80 gp).