Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Silvo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Brewer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 sp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp).

Description: He wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His cinnamon fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When Quick 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

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 sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 10 pp.