Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

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. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to be a tailor again

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Military, Job, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Jebeddo was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 sp. Tourmaline (60 gp).

Description: Standing 5'9", this man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Paelias is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: Born in the east to a Layabout, Paelias learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Paelias never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears a grey top hat and grey clothes. He is physically well-built. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Damien will drive conversation. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Damien studied abroad. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 4'0" and usually wears his white robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has moderate length brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thradal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Thradal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.