Description: Standing 6'1", this woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her warhammer with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Findex has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a white shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. She wears her blonde hair down. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears long strands of amethyst and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has dyed his greying brown fur a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Backpack. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: This malnourished man wears skinny pants and wears a blue and grey robe with the hood down. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Naeris does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Naeris was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.