Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. He's also a talented Spice Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1800 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and white robe with the hood down. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Ahvain was born with his mother's beautiful face. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, In love. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 190 pp.

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 spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.