Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Elegant reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Pallabar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear flannel, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He works hard and plays hard.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Trag was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 7000 cp.