Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is typically in his Detective uniform. His white fur is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Detective soon after.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. She has done her best to style her red fur to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are likewise yellow. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears just a blue suit. She has red hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Naivara lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and revenge

Bonds: Family, Military, Criminal record, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available she will default to her shortspear. Her crest is bronze, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is greedy

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: An older woman who typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. She is baby faced.

Personality: Gurdis is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Gurdis was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his silver crest in a pixie cut. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His dark red hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Oriax wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Oriax was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 Shoemaker. He became a Shoemaker soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 60 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple black robe with violet stripes complete with hood. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Andram has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 gp.