Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Silk rope.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 Dyer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears his red fur down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Herbalist profession.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Armorer for hire.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Rich, Family, Job, Nature, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in the north. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 sp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 3 Acid flasks.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown fur is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. 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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Edge grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Weaver; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 70 gp. Red spinel (120 gp).