Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has auburn hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Scribe does. He keeps his long gray fur kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'8". He wears a black vest and prefers brown and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Torz enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a Soapmaker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30 pp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a green tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His gold crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the east to a Merchant, Dadalan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Merchant kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 20 gp.