Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 6000 cp. Citrine (40 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his black hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

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 struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his orange fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valafar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 150 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).