Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'2" when asserting herself. She has styled her cinnamon fur well, parting it to the left. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When Moon reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Moon was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available she will default to her sickle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'7" when asserting herself. Her auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Fletcher business.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Grai abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Whurbin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. 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. Whurbin 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has amber eyes.

Personality: Damien wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Druid, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.