Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His half smiles and copper eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 cp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in an above average manner. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: The child of a Body Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Dondon was taken on many hunting expeditions. Dondon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dondon decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 50 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Folgûm took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His tied-back hair is silver. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 Mason. He tends to his Mason job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1300 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp).