Description: This man wears long strands of amber and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Tailor born in the past three hundred years. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He struck the Tailor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise green.

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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the east. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Doctor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a grey shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and tan pants. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp.