Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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 found a children's book about a Half-Elf Commoner 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 5000 sp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (90 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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, Astar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1200 pp. Peridot (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His brown fur is braided into rings. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Moon studied abroad. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 240 pp. Onyx (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). White pearl (70 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a red cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Server first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40000 cp.