Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He struck the Baker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Painter again; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing, and she perpetually has her sai ready. Her brown fur is long and unkept. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was born into a rich family. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tan trousers with yellow and violet striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, white cloak. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has wavy chestnut hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in the north to a Tailor, Ownka learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has worked as a Tailor like her mother before her.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.