Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is short and blonde. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Laucian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Engraver, but he got bored and became a Mortician. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has golden hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Arannis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born into a rich family. Through the years after Beiro was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Beiro's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He's also a talented Ploughman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Galinndan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he usually wears his pastel robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Adran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Adran was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Herbalist. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 pp. Amethyst (70 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.