Description: This man wears a pastel coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. He keeps his white fur in a flapper bob. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Art wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: 3'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. His auburn hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When Ombul reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His blue hair is still thick. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Mormo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has worked as a Layabout like his father before him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Adventurer business.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her eyes are likewise black. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beleth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch.