Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Gardener. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Cloak hails from a village terrorized by orcs. 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 Gardener. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 80 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp).

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. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zûmug fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a tan wide-brimmed hat and tan clothes. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is short and golden. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He got into the Seamstress business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Seamstress and found it very stressful. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Naal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.