Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear tan tank tops with black pants, and is pretty ugly. His red fur is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Server, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Art and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He has hazel eyes and a yellow hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Jeweler business.

History: Trained by his mother 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple yellow robe with black stripes complete with hood. His brown hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Interpreter; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 30000 cp.