Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is brown and very short. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length rusty crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Azzakh has worked very hard to control his curse. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.