Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His yellow fur is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has worked as a Knight like his father before him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to be a mayor again

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths and is in decent physical shape. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 350 gp. Obsidian (14 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a green vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His silver hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: Ahvain 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His lavender fur is lengthy. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Healer business.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Tricking took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His hair is brown and curly. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).