Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit men.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a barkeep again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and brown robe with the hood down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Cartwright born in the past three hundred years. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Herbalist, but he got bored and became a Cartwright. He tends to his Cartwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a herbalist again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries pickaxes. Her red fur is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She uses divination through singing.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Dagger was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: To unite with her brother; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 pp. Citrine (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Amber (40 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.