Description: He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His cinnamon fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 comes from a rich northern family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is dark red, silky, and of moderate length. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Akmen isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Spice Merchant business.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is copper and very short. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 800 sp.