Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his orange fur in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 sp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting drow, the young Randal began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Lamlis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.