Description: This tall, slender man wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. His tied-back hair is silver. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Crampernap is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Crampernap took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Weaver like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears grey trousers with tan and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Snafû took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Junk Dealer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries a battered sai and tarnished pickaxe as well. He keeps his long gray fur kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 90000 cp. Coral (150 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears green trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Lamlis is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lamlis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 60 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp).