Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long red fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Moon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Randal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears pastel trousers with brown and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his youth he was a Sellsword, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 sp. Obsidian (8 gp). 4 Holy water.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears bulky red painted plate armor. His silver hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Passionate, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 sp.