Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. This gold eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Dazzazn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, black shirt, and brown tie. His orange fur is still thick. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Coral (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Gomory was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Gomory reached his early adolescence his Human 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 tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the west. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sailor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Melech and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 500 gp.