Description: 6'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His long rusty crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Seamstress. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: The child of a Detective, who enjoyed hunting, Greethen was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Greethen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and many dire rats want him driven away

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 cp. Malachite (11 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished whip as well. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He became a Map Maker soon after.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 70 gp.