Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and tan handkerchief worn on his left side, and carries maces. His yellow fur is still thick. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Dimble was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Dimble's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Dimble and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a large pastel jacket, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

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 tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his long cinnamon fur kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only 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: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 gp.