Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length scarlet crest. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Sethrekar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His lavender fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Skirt embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 800 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).

Description: An older man who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is still thick. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Caeldrim wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Caeldrim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spy they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy scarlet crest. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has a hunchback. He keeps his scarlet crest in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Rhogar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 gp.