Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His fur is short and red. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. A true patriot, Nimble would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nimble grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a large grey jacket. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 180 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a white vest and prefers tan and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 19th 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is brown and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Secretive, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: 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; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Emerald (800 gp). Rose (20 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).