Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. He has no hair. 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 cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the north to a Bookbinder, Theriatis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a large white jacket. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Eiravel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Eiravel decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Healer, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Galinndan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Coral (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.