Description: This man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Riardon 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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a animal trainer again

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Berrian hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in the west. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a green shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1400 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.