Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She has wavy dark red hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady white eyes.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his lance, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ethereal isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Ethereal was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 330 gp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and is renowned for her bright tan dresses and hats. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Naivara never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 340 gp.