Description: An older man who wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he tends to wear a large white jacket. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Ombul was born with his father's beautiful face. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This woman dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on her right hand. Her brass crest is heavily combed to the right. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Daar is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. She bought a sickle and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a axe on her belt. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She takes great joy in being the best Mayor in town.

History: Avice was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Mayor. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 cp.