Description: This southern man usually wears his tan robe and has his flail always slung over his shoulder. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 2 Holy water.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Gifted from a young age, Griselda studied abroad. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Griselda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Az-Rans took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.