Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears his scarlet crest up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears long strands of jet and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gifted student he started as a Scribe, but he got bored and became a Dyer. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a scribe again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy chestnut hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: Born in the north to a Carpenter, Hunter learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Hunter never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Darrow was born with his father's beautiful face. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and hand crossbows. He wears his blue hair down. His half smiles and silver eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Valafar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Valafar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Performer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Hourglass. 1 Superior lock.