Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His lavender fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by 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: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and doesn't want to be a engraver and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His black fur is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the west to a Adventurer, Harvest learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Harvest was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Soveliss grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a great chef.

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 took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 220 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). 1 Half-Plate.