Description: This late middle aged man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt and is in decent physical shape. His gray fur is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his blonde hair down. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Horhog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: Philomena wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His cinnamon fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.