Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His black fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the north to a Blacksmith, Varis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Blacksmith. He has taken up work as a Blacksmith and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a warhammer on her belt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'2" when asserting herself. Her green crest is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Through the years after Arava was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Arava's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.