Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: Born in the east to a Tanner, Snafû learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tanner.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has worked as a Masseuse like his father before him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'0" southern man, he wears a yellow coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has dyed his greying black fur a little too much giving a sharp black color. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cask is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Layabout, who enjoyed hunting, Cask was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears brown trousers with white and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Trey never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 28000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Richard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 sp.