Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His green crest is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarhun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 cp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 sp. Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Detective arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duergath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Guard. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Orthog was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.