Description: He wears just a pastel suit. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His beige fur is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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 wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. To his fellows he 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barber arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Tethren took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A 4'8" southern man, he wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Brewer profession.

History: Himo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Himo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Himo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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 doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Debt. Occupation: Server

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.