Description: A moderately attractive man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He has styled his yellow fur well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born in the east. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Bounty Hunter, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. His crest is bronze and curly. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Layabout. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Layabout for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 40 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Grûblik was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Harvest is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Tailor, Harvest learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She struck the Tailor job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.