Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the north to a Healer, Caeldrim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Healer. He has achieved small success as a Healer.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2800 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Onyx (40 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His fur, while still mostly gray, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Moon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Moon. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Blacksmith does. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 sp. Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When Krûk reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp.