Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Gilbert lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 never given up on his dancing dream.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Priest. He has worked as a Priest like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Dayereth was born with his father's beautiful face. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and to be a barkeep again

Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Zircon (80 gp).

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 wears a red tunic with tan highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red fur is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Passionate, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 4 Antitoxin. 2 Acid flasks.