Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern 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. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Carter business.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He worked as a nervous Banker and found it very stressful. 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: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is content

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 sp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a husky woman, who has the majority of her body covered in plate. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. The war was a terrible time for her, and Quillathe does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A freak accident while working with her Fisher father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a green coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. She wears her silver hair down. This black eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She got into the Tailor business at a young age. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Antitoxin.