Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Gimble was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Guard. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She wears a black collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and she perpetually has her flail ready. Her white hair is cut short. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Oolah hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Oolah was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. When Oolah reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This western man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 90 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Kairon embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Kairon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. He has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. When Left-Handed reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 sp. Jet (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.