Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 9000 sp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished hammer as well. His red hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

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 wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His fur, while still mostly lavender, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a Actor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Standing 5'0", this man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has wavy brown hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Nuraval reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 cp.