Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Namfoodle 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. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Namfoodle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She has moderate length brown hair. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a detective again

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears her beige fur down. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.

Personality: Flask is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Flask is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Slave Trader, who enjoyed hunting, Flask was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears an entirely brown suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is still thick. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Trym grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Trym. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 sp.