Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Gimurt was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Lazy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and white robe with the hood down. She has moderate length cinnamon fur. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, and carries longswords. His blue hair is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Warlock who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Being a Dyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 250 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tan collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Paelias was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 110 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.