Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is portly but not overly obese. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Through the years after Cairn was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Cairn's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is dressed in an above average manner. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Bricklayer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His fur, while still mostly gray, has prominent grey streaks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a apothecary again

Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.