Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries sais. He has dyed his greying yellow fur a little too much giving a sharp yellow color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Moon was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 11000 sp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His blue crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Bharash abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His hair is long and black with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a great chef.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His childhood dream was to be a Courier, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Fisher soon after.

Motivation: To be a Painter again.

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 60 pp. Peridot (50 gp).