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 wears bulky black painted plate armor. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barkeep work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barkeep work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. After a long history of fighting, Ratak and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is short and black. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When Lone 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80000 cp. White opal (1600 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has blue crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Zedaar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 sp.