Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has no hair. He has brown eyes and a red hat with a black feather.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Jeweler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of nunchakus on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Taklinn embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Taklinn was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished shortspear as well. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Fortune-teller, who enjoyed hunting, Naill was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears an entirely black suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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 father. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Theobald embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Theobald took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Stylist.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 10 pp.