Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered pastel hat.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thomas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Raer hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Raer was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Marshal uniform and is in decent physical shape. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Marshal but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. 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 is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 7000 cp.