Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his white robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Krimmon was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Seamstress. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 sp. Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Jak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Jak was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

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. Gennal 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 cp. Peridot (60 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep black.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Valafar 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A 6'3" western man, he wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His white fur is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, River was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 160 gp.