Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. Her beige fur is heavily combed to the right. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Harvest grew up listening to her mother's many stories. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull black iron scale mail. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Az-Adar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 70 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a fancy green suit. His dark red hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Valafar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Valafar. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and rapiers. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.