Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He has no crest. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 110 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Azurite (10 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He usually wears his brown robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Stableman 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: 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.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Burto reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new shepherd responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: An older woman who is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, she is not a threatening figure. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Vicky was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Vicky was born on a far eastern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mercenary. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is content; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp.