Description: 5'9" and muscular, this western man wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and is pretty ugly. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He very much looks the part of a Baker. His rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Quarethon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his gray fur. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is an amazing painter.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Moon and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 150 gp. Amber (70 gp). Onyx (30 gp). 3 Smokesticks.