Description: He wears a red collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Caeldrim was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Doctor. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks.