Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a simple grey robe with red stripes complete with hood. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Locksmith who has hired her part-time. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His long gray fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Left-Handed and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His cinnamon fur is greasy and uncared for. 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 considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Nimble was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nimble decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Nimble managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 140 gp.