Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and is pretty ugly. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Lone will drive conversation. A true patriot, Lone would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 north. He struck the Masseuse job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Soapmaker. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length gold crest. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Valorean was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Soapmaker. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her golden hair is matted, messy, and big. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Kabbarg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. Being a Performer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the west were limited. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Rimple was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 26000 cp.