Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his long yellow fur kept up in a rat tail. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Shifting hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Shifting was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Shifting was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is silver and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp. Zircon (80 gp). 4 Antitoxin.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Alain abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fancy brown suit. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Justice, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp).