Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His brown fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is cut close to his head. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Beast 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Beast was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Beast liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is knotted and matted. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Bucklal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born in the south to a Guard, Bucklal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gifted student he started as a Tailor, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears grey trousers with pastel and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, marred by teas. His hair is short and red. 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. 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, Kilvar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. Kilvar was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bricklayer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 330 gp.