Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Farmer 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: Further expansion of business; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Coral (100 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: River lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His ears are large.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. A true patriot, Ur-Lasu would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His childhood dream was to be a Gardener, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Sellsword like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His hair is short and red. He is baby faced.

Personality: Galinndan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has worked as a Armorer like his father before him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 52. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.