Description: He stands about 6'7" and usually wears his black robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines silver.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Chem fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10 pp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries a battered sword and tarnished dagger as well. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Mamnen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 sp. Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. He has wavy silver hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She stands about 4'8" and has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: Hadwisa is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. Hadwisa liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a bastard sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 90 gp. Red spinel (90 gp).