Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her auburn hair is lengthy. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her broad white hat.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born in the east. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying east to reunite her family. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. 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 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 Tabaxi in existence. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Flask lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Beggar they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Body Guard, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Nija was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nija decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: 4'2" and muscular, this eastern woman is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the right. She is baby faced.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Balifra is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She bought a bastard sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red spinel (100 gp).