Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Cagak was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barkeep they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miller, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red fur. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his copper eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Dyer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His tied-back hair is white. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Adventurer. He uses divination through singing.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To be a Beggar again; and balancing his hectic life and new adventurer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.