Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is typically in his Bookbinder uniform. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cockaby was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Healer. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He refers to his adoptive mother 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Courier. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Dreali and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp).