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 does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a fancy white suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Calcitro grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'3" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his chestnut hair down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a yellow coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Ahvain was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Ahvain's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.