Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Persistence, Logical, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Riardon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 32000 sp. Tourmaline (100 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Ahvain's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 pp.