Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears long strands of opal and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His golden hair is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His hair is short and black. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Foxilon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Masseuse again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her greatsword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect her home; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.