Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Morthos is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1200 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His long orange fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines yellow.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has gray eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Apothecary, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.