Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. To his fellows he 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: He was raised by priests from a young age. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 sp. Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: This eastern man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white fur is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Dagger was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Buckler.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries with her a set of daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Brakka lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is typically in her Crown-heir uniform. Her crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her childhood dream was to be a Detective, but she was a colossal failure. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull white iron scale mail. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Unemployed, his father struggled to pay the bills. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. He wears a colorful flower in his brown fur. His eyes are yellow and catlike.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south to a Knight, Trail learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, marred by teas. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Hunter they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Priest, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears professional attire. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Ar-Pratu hails from a village terrorized by drow. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Ar-Pratu has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.