Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears a simple violet robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has no fur. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Cloud was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he very much looks the part of a Farmer. He wears his black fur down. This yellow eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in the west to a Farmer, Smoking learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Mercenary, but he got bored and became a Farmer. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and balancing his hectic life and new farmer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Pallabar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.