Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Rael took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Silver ewer (20 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: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Vanuath wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Canary diamond (4000 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp).

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with violet stripes complete with hood. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Halimath was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bricklayer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp).