Description: This malnourished man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Thorpe was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Amber (60 gp).

Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Vapula liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Average lock.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her brass crest is thinning but still full. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Sora took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.