Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fancy tan suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Warryn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Warryn and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Warryn discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Warryn fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a black scarf. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His tied-back hair is black. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". She wears a tan costume with the symbols of death on her torso, and her gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. Her blonde hair is braided into rings. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Glassblower profession.

History: Ahinar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: She is a husky woman, who dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Ridaro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.