Description: This man stands a little under 4'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Good lock.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his bastard sword. He has moderate length beige fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 14000 sp. Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a red collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ortegar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ortegar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Religious, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Elegant took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 sp.