Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black fur is still thick. His fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Harvest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Harvest was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Kilvar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, In love, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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 raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 19th 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She usually wears her green robe and has her scimitar always slung over her shoulder. She keeps her long black crest kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are red.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Weaver business.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears black trousers with red and white striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her blonde hair is lengthy. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She has all her life been fascinated with poetry.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Myev was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. She struck the Weaver job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.