Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a grey vest and prefers blue and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Carrie was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 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: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is greedy

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red fur is long and unkept. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Art embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: 5'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is typically in his Stylist uniform. His brown fur is knotted and matted. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.