Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in earthy colors with a black and green handkerchief worn on his left side. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Thamior was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ploughman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 6000 gp. Gold music box (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 pp. Black opal (600 gp). Blue-white diamond (8000 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).