Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'6". He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Krusk was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ralf grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Carpenter 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: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Star ruby (700 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: A 5'3" southern man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His fur is orange and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Born to a Gardener, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 25000 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear red tank tops with black pants. His hair is white and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Howard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Howard was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her silver hair is well kept. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Myev liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a bow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). 1 Chain shirt.