Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Az-Rans was born with his mother's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carpenter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 cp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and violet tie. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 sp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: An older woman who wears a brown tunic with green highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around her shoes, she is not a threatening figure. Her lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. She has green eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Left-Handed's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His red fur is still thick. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.