Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gale was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. Eye agate (12 gp). Rose (30 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Curran lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Tailor. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Torinn studied abroad. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, tan shirt, and blue tie. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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 at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ombul took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To be a Performer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.