Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: This eastern man is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a colorful flower in his cinnamon fur. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

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. 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: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Blacksmith, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He has worked as a Stableman like his father before him.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He very much looks the part of a Unemployed. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Unemployed. He became a Unemployed soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new unemployed responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 5000 cp. 3 Antitoxin.