Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. He is portly but not overly obese. His gray fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fragrant fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'5" when asserting herself. Her crest is silver and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Soapmaker who has hired her part-time. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Soapmaker but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gifted from a young age, Akra studied abroad. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Terse, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears bulky violet painted plate armor. She carries a battered morningstar and tarnished bastard sword as well. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. 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: Bethrynna was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Bethrynna was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She struck the Miller job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Tanner again; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp.