Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His crest is short and silver. He is baby faced.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

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 helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 20000 cp. A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (10 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bernard grew up listening to his father's many stories. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars, marred by chocolates. His black hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Arannis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lance does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Lance was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.