Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is still thick. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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: Human compassion; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is typically in his Performer uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Performer business.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sark grew up listening to his father's many stories. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Performer for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this western man wears grey trousers with black and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Windy is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Windy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bounty Hunter born in the past three hundred years. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Left-Handed alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Being a Bounty Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new bounty hunter responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and blue pants. He wears his green crest down. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.