Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has styled his red fur well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Pelt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Pelt took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail. His hair is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, gnolls burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

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

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. 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 brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fulbar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 sp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. With bright brown hair. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Adrie embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 310 gp.