Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 4'9". She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and her gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. Her black fur is knotted and matted. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her copper eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Spring isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his silver eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp).

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Navigator does, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is bronze and very short. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Nithther abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 80 gp.