Description: This exceptionally lanky man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Cressel has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His gray fur, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. His yellow fur is still thick. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Elegant was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Locksmith and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his brown hair down. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Vondal was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Locksmith. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is content; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 70 gp.