Description: Standing 5'5", this man is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and red handkerchief worn on his left side. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Anselm hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is portly but not overly obese. His tied-back hair is auburn. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born in the south. He worked as a nervous Shepherd and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Shepherd.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Dean grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Dean. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp.