Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Assassin who has hired him part-time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Paymon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze, and is pretty ugly. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Guard business.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and ceremonial daggers. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Radomir was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Painter. He has achieved small success as a Painter.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his black fur down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.