Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is physically well-built. His fur is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Art will drive conversation. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Anverth was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Anverth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cook they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Courier, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1100 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful, Ugly. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (110 gp).