Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2100 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Arha has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Detective; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'5". She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her brown fur is still thick. Her copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 Tabaxi in existence. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tiefling companion (her 'brother'). She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and balancing her hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 30 pp. Malachite (8 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Rose (50 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull red iron scale mail. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bricklayer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers yellow and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3100 gp.