Description: This southern man wears bulky black painted plate armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His copper crest is still thick. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Cook, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Taklinn 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly maces and sickles. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He stands about 3'11" and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Dworic was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Reynard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Brewer and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.