Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His golden hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Koeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Koeth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

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 is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has moderate length auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Family, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 pp. Brown diamond (7000 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.