Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear green tank tops with white pants. His hair is short and red. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Mormo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tan vest and prefers brown and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 60 pp. Deep green spinel (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.