Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His beige fur is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in the south to a Shepherd, Pelt learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: He was born into a rich family. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To be a Locksmith again; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hoshgrish's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He then took over the family business and is one of the better Layabout for hire.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Military, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp).