Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, grey shirt, and black tie. His fur is lavender and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Three took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To be a Bounty Hunter again; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Azurite (14 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears white trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, marred by teas. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Painter business.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 sp. Malachite (16 gp).

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, and she perpetually has her hand crossbow ready. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. The war was a terrible time for her, and Dariff does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Dariff reached her early adolescence her Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. 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. Dariff fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her yellow eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born into a rich family. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Edge took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.