Description: This man is very fat, and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Berrian is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

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 a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 40 pp. Coral (50 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, green cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is dark red and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Cimer was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 cp.