Description: This malnourished man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Ruler. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Tanner, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Ruler.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his gray fur well, parting it to the right. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He stands about 6'10" and wears skinny pants and wears a black and green robe with the hood down. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: This southern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with white slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his religion dominates his actions

Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.