Description: Standing 6'2", this man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Flask hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Painter. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insane. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. His blue 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. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. 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: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp.