Description: He is lean but muscular and is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Hadarai was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Hadarai and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hadarai discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hadarai fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His fur, while still mostly orange, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Spear was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Military, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this southern man is typically in his Shoemaker uniform. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Cressel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He struck the Shoemaker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 sp.