Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His white fur, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pelt grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Nutae took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a black coat with pastel slacks. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Unemployed. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the west. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Slave, Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 sp. Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is short and black. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Namfoodle was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Namfoodle's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 sp.