Description: This man is very fat, and is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and blue tie. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Azurite (16 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Onyx (30 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is physically well-built. His yellow fur is heavily combed to the left. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in glaive use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver pearl (160 gp). Sard (80 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished whip as well. His cinnamon fur, when down, is lengthy. His yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This western man is typically in his Bather uniform. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is afraid of men and trembles around them

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bather work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bather work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Bather soon after.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 pp. Citrine (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Coral (140 gp).

Description: This western man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Thervan was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Adventurer. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2100 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Silk rope. 1 Small steel mirror.