Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a yellow shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Hadarai took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is brown and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Locksmith. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Immeral was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his flail ready. His hair is long and brown with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mason work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mason work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Mason.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mason

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

Possessions: 1300 gp. 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 wears just a grey suit. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Hadarai 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. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1200 gp.