Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His gray fur, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Alexandrite (1300 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His white fur is still thick. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Rivaan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 30000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp).