Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Paelias hails from a village terrorized by goblins. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Paelias alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Pacifist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moss agate (11 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Jade (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting illithids, the young Riardon began to lead the lost caravan. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red spinel (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.