Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished rapier as well. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are a pleasant white.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp).