Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She keeps her chestnut hair in a flapper bob. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Carter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his black fur up. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Serpent studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Serpent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Flask hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Pelaios 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. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 60 gp.