Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Shipwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shipwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 cp. Hematite (6 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Golden pearl (150 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: A 5'5" northern man, he wears a blue shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and brown pants. His tied-back hair is blonde. 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 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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Aelar 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears his white fur up. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Spring took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His fur is cut close to his head. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Flask's homeland. Flask decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt.