Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She keeps her beige fur in a flapper bob. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Tricking took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor she uses now. She bought a bow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears pastel trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black fur is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 Half-Orc in existence. 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: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Baker again.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Mordai is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mordai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Selfish. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a grey vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a hunchback. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 cp.