Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a pastel coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. Her white fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Shivering hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When Shivering 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. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He is greedy; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Borgu was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 390 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ar-Kaius was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Good lock.