Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Merchant business.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the north. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Hatae took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, marred by chocolates. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born in the north. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A 6'2" northern woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her black crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. After a long history of fighting, Chassath and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Performer and was forced into it by her family; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Doctor does. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.