Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has moderate length white hair. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Fallthra speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. To her fellows she 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: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Fallthra was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A 3'2" western man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gimble was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She 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. She carries a battered warhammer and tarnished pickaxe as well. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy beige fur. He wears a simple brown robe with red stripes complete with hood. He has a hunchback. His beige fur is long and unkept. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 sp. Lapis lazuli (7 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his orange fur up. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Smoking has worked very hard to control his curse. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 29000 sp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.