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 tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Gardener first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 Stylist. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Moon was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.