Description: This man is very fat, and wears a white broad hat and white clothes. He has no fur. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Blacksmith born in the past three hundred years. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His childhood dream was to be a Priest, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 26000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black fur. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Nimble was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Nimble's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in an above average manner. His long lavender fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Flask lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1400 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with grey pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Halimath was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Guardian. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a green vest and prefers tan and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished shield as well. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 west. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vlorn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Slave Trader and was forced into it by his family; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Sard (40 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.