Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1600 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp).

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Coral (70 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Coral (70 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Black opal (500 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor, and carries longswords. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Pushkrimp hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Pushkrimp lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He's also a talented Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and doesn't want to be a stylist and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Osco alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.