Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His purple hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cressel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He has no fur. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Dynamic 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. 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's attracted to the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has moderate length bronze crest. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern.