Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has a hunchback. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. Drogo enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Farmer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Farmer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Farmer for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Standing 6'2", this man is wearing a long, green cloak. His blonde hair is still thick. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Clerebold was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Slave Trader. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Barkeep. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has a crush on the local barkeep

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.