Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and violet handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise gray.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed flail, just in case. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. Tagga is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Insane, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has wavy copper crest. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Bharash was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Mason, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Bharash was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears brown trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His fur is beige, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Art speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Art was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3 Smokesticks.