Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Olrok was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Olrok 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: 3'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bellfounder but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pog grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 210 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long lavender fur kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are copper.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tricking does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tricking was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tricking fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with blue pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hork's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Hork was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Navigator. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: This man wears a red cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 sp.