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 dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a pastel tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His crest is red and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 360 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His lavender fur is thinning but still full. He has copper eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. 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. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is blue and curly. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Scribe business.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Scribe. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 24000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.