Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ruler. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 sp. Emerald (1000 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. He wears his white hair down. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Hadarai was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Vanuath was born with his father's beautiful face. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished lance as well. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Locksmith business.

History: Born in the north to a Locksmith, Efferil learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is baby faced.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he's in love

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 5000 sp.