Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Alexandre abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Fletcher uniform. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 Morkral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the north. When Morkral reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. 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: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She usually wears her pastel robe and has her shield always slung over her shoulder. Her white fur is braided into rings. She has blue eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fragrant isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.