Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses like a well dressed Stylist does. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the west to a Stylist, Dondon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her ears are large.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: Tiaathque hails from a village terrorized by orcs. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Soapmaker, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. Her tied-back hair is blonde. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eleanor 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 she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 sp. Tourmaline (50 gp).