Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

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 is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Flask was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, In love, Rich, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp).

Description: He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. He is physically well-built. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Banker business.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Balimaar 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 80 gp.

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 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 yellow fur is still thick. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Spice Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Shágflak was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp.