Description: He is scrawny and has patchy beige fur. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He has a hunchback. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Curran is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Curran has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Jet (120 gp). Zircon (50 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'10" and is dressed in an above average manner. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Imsh studied abroad. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Imsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp.