Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has moderate length yellow fur. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: Harvest was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A freak accident while working with his Barkeep father left him crippled. He has achieved small success as a Bather.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Eye agate (13 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His orange fur is lengthy. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Kite was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A true patriot, Srorthen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Srorthen 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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2400 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (90 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear white tank tops with black pants. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Silvo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Silvo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by teas. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 cp.