Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Halimath was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Halimath has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Detective profession.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His childhood dream was to be a Detective, but he was a colossal failure. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Onyx (30 gp). Jet (60 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His red fur is knotted and matted. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1300 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. He is physically well-built. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Ribbles was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At a young age his father died while driving off some brigands. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in bastard sword use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His orange fur is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fortune-teller, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.