Description: He has a missing left arm. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Dain was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dain decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He carries a battered axe and tarnished shortbow as well. His white fur is still thick. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Moon embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Moon reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Moon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 120 gp. Amber (130 gp).

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'6" when asserting himself. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Delebean hails from a village terrorized by orcs. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Delebean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 140 gp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.