Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her brown hair is well kept. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Salanop was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Salanop was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Junk Dealer. She carries a battered scimitar and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. She wears her red fur down. Her fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, In love. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dagger embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dagger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 40 pp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 6'0". He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Raymond was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Flaws: Shy, Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.