Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the right. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and balancing his hectic life and new fletcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 50000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp).

Description: He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in a small island village. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Delg was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.