Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her flail with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair is short and red. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Unvera embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and blue robe with the hood down. His brass crest is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Salasar was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Being a Performer 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: 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: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. He sports a flattop fur cut. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 Tabaxi in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.