Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She has dyed her greying brown fur a little too much giving a sharp brown color. She has copper eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Moon lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. Being a Roofer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120000 cp.

Description: He usually wears his grey robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barkeep business.

History: Thradal hails from a village terrorized by goblins. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Thradal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly ceremonial daggers and axes. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small forest village. 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. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp).