Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, tan shirt, and grey tie. Her golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. A freak accident while working with her Banker mother left her crippled. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. Hematite (4 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Dalgal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Doctor does. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.