Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times, and carries warhammers. His green crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Grumbar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, black cloak. She is portly but not overly obese. She has blue crest. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the south. After coming to the age of reason, Raiann took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local body guard

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tattered old clothes, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy red hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Amber (120 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Dworic 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. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 330 gp.