Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear flannel. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Dean hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dull green sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His red hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Banker father left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease, Depressed. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He struck the Soapmaker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (10 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is blonde and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His auburn hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Percival was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 40000 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.