Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his brown fur down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Lone took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. 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: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 12000 sp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her grey robe. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her white hair is thinning but still full. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bendoo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears skinny pants and wears a white and yellow robe with the hood down and is in decent physical shape. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has green eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Akoth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 13000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Baker uniform. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Berrian was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a knight again

Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.