Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

History: He was born into a rich family. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He became a Shipwright soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Smoking lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and shortbows. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 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 in the west to a Armorer, Thar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Thar 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. Thar 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. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Scribe. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 110 gp. 4 Holy water.