Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length cinnamon fur. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1200 gp. Hematite (6 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries axes. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the south. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Amber (90 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

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 blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thradal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Thunderstones.