Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Theren took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Job, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fortune-teller for hire.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Job, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp).

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, and carries greatswords. Her fur is brown and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a brown coat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. With bright silver hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Geva embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born in the west. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Mortician. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and balancing her hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 gp. 6 Acid flasks.