Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a Mayor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Tanner born in the past three hundred years. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Born in the west to a Tanner, Ronwe learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has taken up work as a Tanner and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 sp. Red garnet (160 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Marbas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 cp. Sard (30 gp). 1 Superior lock.