Description: This man wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Rolen is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (20 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He got into the Dilettante business at a young age. When Paelias reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He's also a talented Crown-heir, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear flannel. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep green spinel (140 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp).