Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Hunter was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miller, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Beloril was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 320 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He wears his cinnamon fur up. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a pastel shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. His red fur is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Being a Architect kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a dagger on her belt. She wears her yellow fur up. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is a great chef.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 150 gp.