Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Arumawann was born with his mother's beautiful face. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull red iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his cinnamon fur to look like a famous performer. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Naal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Naal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.