Description: He is scrawny and has patchy purple stubble. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a hunchback. His purple hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Purson is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Purson was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Laborer. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His orange fur is matted, messy, and big. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather, marred by chocolates. His golden hair is singed and shortened. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a black vest and prefers brown and black shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: Aasathra hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Aasathra was taken on many hunting expeditions. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a rapier on her belt. Her dark red hair is still thick. Her skin is flawless and her red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Damaia's homeland. Damaia decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.