Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 270 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp). Amber (110 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white crest. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has a hunchback. His white crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Sellsword for hire.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to be a unemployed again

Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Merchant responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 280 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a brown vest and prefers grey and violet shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length red hair. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Oriel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 sp.