Description: This man is very fat, and dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. His white hair is knotted and matted. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Locksmith. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Ploughman. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hupe grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He has beige fur. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his yellow eyes.

Personality: Shivering speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Shivering does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Azurite (6 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His golden hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Aura 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 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 40000 cp. Moonstone (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).