Description: An older man who wears a white vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, he is not a threatening figure. He has no fur. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1800 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He takes great joy in being the best Farmer in town.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has worked as a Farmer like his mother before him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with yellow slacks. His bronze crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant red.

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. 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: Born to a Herbalist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Mozikth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Assassin.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and balancing his hectic life and new assassin responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1200 gp. Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and is pretty ugly. His lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He uses divination through singing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Kite took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp). Citrine (60 gp).