Description: She wears just a yellow suit. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Assassin business.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Anastrianna took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Assassin for the past few years.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has moderate length beige fur. He has copper eyes and a pastel hat with a blue feather.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Spear took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Assassin. Her white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Halander was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his youth he was a Guard, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His blue hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. After a long history of fighting, Paymon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.