Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise white. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Jet (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His black fur is heavily combed to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. When Shivering reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Peridot (20 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'9". She is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has black eyes and a green hat with a violet feather.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Architect, but she was a colossal failure. She struck the Sellsword job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This northern man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a violet tunic with green highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes and is in decent physical shape. He wears his brown hair up. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hadarai isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Banded mail.