Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Rock crystal (70 gp).

Description: She has a missing left arm. She dresses like a well dressed Bricklayer does. Her hair is cut close to her head. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Born in the north to a Bricklayer, Elizabeth learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Roofer again; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sculptor. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to protect his home

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Art isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 cp.