Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull red iron scale mail. He is portly but not overly obese. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Engraver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Foxilon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Coral (110 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black fur is smooth and relatively long. His copper eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 pp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. Lucan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Ruler mother left him crippled. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Cynical, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.