Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His yellow eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Roofer business.

History: Shadow was born the youngest of three triplets. When Shadow reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Gardener; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Stableman. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is braided into rings. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the west. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Assassin again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His dark red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

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

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Junk Dealer

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

Possessions: 20 gp.