Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Drogo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her fur is red and curly. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Harvest was born the youngest of three triplets. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and expand her business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A true patriot, Anselm would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Anselm was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. During his travels, Anselm and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Anselm discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Anselm fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 sp.