Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Reynard 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, and he perpetually has his spear ready. He wears his chestnut hair down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Alexandrite (900 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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 born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1200 sp. Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

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. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a grey shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and blue pants. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the west to a Scribe, Geoffrey learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.