Description: He is in excellent shape and wears long strands of ruby and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man wears a brown vest and prefers green and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Shepherd, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His fur is short and cinnamon. His eyes are yellow and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cloud was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Cloud decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Cloud was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 sp. Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: 5'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is obsessed with his god.

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. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp.