Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. His brown fur is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His first spouse was a Bowyer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Carter, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has white hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Erias speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He's also a talented Stylist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She likes to wear black tank tops with grey skirt. She has moderate length blue hair. Her white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Armara took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She bought a falchion and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is content; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.