Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is silver and very short. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Tharivol 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 Tharivol. Being a Stableman kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 2 Holy water.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His fur is short and white. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Drifting and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and brown pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20 gp.