Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His fur is brown and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Flame 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. In his youth he was a Seamstress, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. After a long history of fighting, Flame and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is short and golden. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Scribe. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 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 wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Ruler. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. The war was a terrible time for him, and Corkitron does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ruler.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears a colorful flower in his dark red hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Barkeep, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 50000 cp.