Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a brown shirt with thin white vertical stripes and tan pants. His red fur is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Body Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses divination through singing.

History: Hobart was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Persistence, Logical. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A 5'11" western woman, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her ears are large.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Barber but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Tomph was born the youngest of three triplets. She dropped out of school to support her sick mother, and resented it. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Doctor they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Barber, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is light but she possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. She tends to wear a large brown jacket. She has wavy white hair. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tiefling companion (her 'brother'). She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.