Description: He usually wears his pastel robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. His ears are large.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 8000 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Rose (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length yellow fur. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Miner born in the past three hundred years. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miner for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has done her best to style her brass crest to look like a famous performer. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His tied-back hair is silver. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in the west to a Mason, Gilthur learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At some point he was captured by dire rats and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Bonds: Guardian, Slave, Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Joser was born with his mother's beautiful face. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: This man is very fat, and tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His head has been shaved. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ohr studied abroad. Ohr was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ohr decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ohr was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. Onyx (30 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. Her fur is short and red. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1900 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has wavy white hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the north. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, marred by chocolates. His white hair is still thick. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

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. Wiggan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

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. When Wiggan 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. 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: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.