Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a tan tunic with violet highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Frouse 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has gold crest. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Vrondiss never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has a long black ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she prefers to wear flannel, and is pretty ugly. Her blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Mortician business.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mishann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 cp.