Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nuraval hails from a village terrorized by drow. He worked as a nervous Priest and found it very stressful. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Veit was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. Pink pearl (140 gp). Coral (140 gp).

Description: She stands about 4'0" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With wild chestnut hair. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She hates gnolls. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. In her 15th year, her parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Finellen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 260 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Silk rope.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She is physically well-built. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her brown eyes.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Nalral was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Nalral abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 sp.