Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise yellow. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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, River is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 230 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Rose (20 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy bronze crest. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. He has a hunchback. His crest is bronze and curly. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a Fortune-teller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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, Cloak is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Cloak liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.