Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Uthemar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Uthemar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: 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; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Mason job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp. White opal (500 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and is pretty ugly. His hair is white and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia 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 Stylist. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 900 gp. Sard (60 gp). Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'10" and muscular, this western man wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Immeral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Immeral abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 900 gp.