Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He wears a brown Stetson hat and brown clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. He has wavy silver hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 pp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Coral (40 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears professional attire. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Halimath was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Revenge; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.