Description: Standing 6'3", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His lavender fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a Ruler first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1400 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Laborer father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dean 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 several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 140 gp. Amber (150 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he very much looks the part of a Engraver. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He tends to his Engraver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He has brown eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with his Fortune-teller father left him crippled. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1700 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Amber (160 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 cp.