Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his gray fur down. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cask isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the east. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries hand crossbows. He has wavy silver hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born to a Stylist, his father struggled to pay the bills. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. 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. Erias fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Taklinn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: An older man who tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Tûmûg 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.