Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a Farmer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She has no fur. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. 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. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 41000 sp. Fire opal (1000 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. She keeps her chestnut hair in a flapper bob. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 31. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Prosperine took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sai, just in case, marred by beers. Her chestnut hair is still thick. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1800 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His red hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Qualen grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Qualen. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 18000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older woman who wears a fancy green dress, she is not a threatening figure. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Slave Trader business.

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 tends to her Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 sp. Jet (130 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.