Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His white hair is knotted and matted. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Actor. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Tourmaline (60 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a grey broad hat and grey clothes. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. Tim is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Tim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Tim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Family, Nature, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a brown scarf. He is physically well-built. His red fur is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Banker born in the past three hundred years. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Left-Handed took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a sellsword again

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 90 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (30 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a green vest and prefers tan and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his white fur down. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. After a long history of fighting, Ethereal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.