Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Aerdeth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Slave Trader and found it very stressful. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He is content; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. Jet (90 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He has wavy orange fur. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Quick embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fletcher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Fletcher soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length silver hair. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born in a small plains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Xanaphia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Xanaphia never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 40 gp.