Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is typically in his Ploughman uniform. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gifted from a young age, Peter studied abroad. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Laborer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He wears his orange fur up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Emotional, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He got into the Ploughman business at a young age. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to be a engraver again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Tailor who has hired him part-time. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his dark red hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is an amazing painter.

History: Mormo was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 9000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp).