Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Namfoodle lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'5". She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, and her gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. Her cinnamon fur is braided into rings. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Flask will drive conversation. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Flask was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Miller for hire.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 210 gp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A 4'9" southern woman, she prefers to wear violet clothing when she does not wear armor. She has black hair. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His hair is red and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is an amazing painter.

History: Khrosh 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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.