Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his gray fur up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Farmer and was forced into it by his family; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Cask abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 cp.