Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a pastel feathered hat and pastel clothes. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ethereal embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his gold crest in a flapper bob. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Erevan has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 cp.