Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears brown trousers with white and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His long orange fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Roofer business.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear flannel. Her hair is blonde and very short. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Therlin's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shipwright. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in the west. Direcris was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shipwright. He became a Shipwright soon after.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, violet cloak. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Arannis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 170 gp.