Description: He is typically in his Body Guard uniform. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are silver and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting gnolls, the young Habor began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Habor was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aramil was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is still thick. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving The war was a terrible time for him, and Aerdeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Aerdeth reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Black star sapphire (900 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a violet scarf. He keeps his red fur in a pixie cut. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, River embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: River was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 230 pp.