Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valafar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She very much looks the part of a Mason. She has wavy red hair. Her eyes are gray.

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. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Standing 2'10", this man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ozyman studied abroad. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ozyman was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Hugh is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cook. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his beige fur to look like a famous performer. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.