Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Nim is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is short and blonde. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1200 pp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears a pastel collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Amber (130 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.