Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Naal lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a red wide-brimmed hat and red clothes. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Layabout work with an outfit from a few towns over. Layabout work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has moderate length yellow fur. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a grey coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. She has slicked back auburn hair. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Valida was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Miller. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a miller and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 320 gp. Coral (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and is pretty ugly. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Jelenneth was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Depressed. Bonds: Guardian, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.