Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Ethereal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. 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's looking for his big break; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Wiggens was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a simple tan robe with red stripes complete with hood. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear flannel. He has wavy auburn hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Map Maker profession.

History: Krimmon was born the youngest of three triplets. He worked as a nervous Sellsword and found it very stressful. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.