Description: This late middle aged man has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe and is in decent physical shape. His fur is brown and curly. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He very much looks the part of a Bather. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Umpen grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. A true patriot, Eiravel would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dyer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Erdan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.