Description: Standing 5'10", this woman has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her violet robe. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Isabella is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Isabella grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and she has a crush on the local mercenary

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a Baker, his father struggled to pay the bills. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a brown vest and prefers grey and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and is pretty ugly. His brown fur is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Weaver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She tends to wear a grey poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'11" when asserting herself. Her auburn hair is cut short. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Thodris was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Ruler. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a black scarf. His fur is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 cp.