Description: This younger middle-aged man wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a violet scarf. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Scribe. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Travok was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Travok's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. She has no hair. She has hazel eyes.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. The war was a terrible time for her, and Meriele does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a grey broad hat and grey clothes. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Fargrim is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Fargrim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Fargrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Family, Nature, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.