Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down and is in decent physical shape. His red crest is thinning but still full. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: Quarethon was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has styled his beige fur well, parting it to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beast fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Fearful. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is red and very short. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Simple lock.