Description: He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his chestnut hair up. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Frug is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 110000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is typically in his Adventurer uniform. He has red fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Adventurer in town.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. Recently the stress of being a Adventurer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2100 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down, and he perpetually has his flail ready. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Eiravel 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. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a hunchback. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Reynard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. After a long history of fighting, Reynard and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 sp.