Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. She carries with her a set of pickaxes, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: This woman loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her white fur is thinning but still full. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with writing. She constantly tries to fill her life with writing. She takes great joy in being the best Navigator in town.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Shava has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy, Disease. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Suhnae took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Suhnae was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. 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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 gp. Coral (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.