Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His gray fur is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Dagger was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Detective they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Butcher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has shaved his head bald. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". He wears dull red sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thorpe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 50000 cp. Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'0" when asserting himself. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nalral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He got into the Sculptor business at a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He struck the Sculptor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.