Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gimble grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 42000 sp.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She wears her white hair up. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. When Bethrynna reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He takes great joy in being the best Soapmaker in town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is long and white with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. Bilbron took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.