Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barkeep born in the past three hundred years. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Darrow took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has lavender fur. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Torbera was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Torbera took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 180 gp.