Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a green costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are blue and beady.

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. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has no fur. His eyes are yellow.

Personality: He is a Engraver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Baker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his auburn hair down. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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, Hobart is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 290 gp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. He is physically well-built. His fur is gray and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a Sage, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has worked as a Sculptor like his mother before him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.