Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Varg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has achieved small success as a Body Guard.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, pastel shirt, and brown tie. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has achieved small success as a Stableman.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Marbas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has worked as a Fletcher like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his white fur down. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: The child of a Tanner, who enjoyed hunting, Trail was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Trail took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 60000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).