Description: He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Sculptor, but he was a colossal failure. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 7000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair is lengthy. His silver eyes are passionate and lively.

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. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: The child of a Banker, who enjoyed hunting, Forcas was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Being a Fortune-teller kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 sp. Banded agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her black hair is lengthy. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her first spouse was a Locksmith, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). Malachite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is brown and curly. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Right-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.