Description: He is wearing a long, green cloak. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Drogo reached his early adolescence his Human 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is black and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: Arnold was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, marred by teas. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Dean enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.