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 is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Three does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Three 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a grey vest and prefers red and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a brown scarf. He is physically well-built. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shepherd.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 sp. Banded agate (10 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Brewer. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished shortspear as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Ar-Baruk was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 7000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears professional attire. His blonde hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Servant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 800 gp.