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 dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greatsword, just in case. His white hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His ears are large.

Personality: Aust is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Sard (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp).