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 prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair 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's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Cook arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Marshal mother left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man tends to wear a large black jacket. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. A true patriot, Akmen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Akmen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. After a long history of fighting, Akmen and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Emerald (900 gp). White pearl (80 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 18. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 8000 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and white robe with the hood down. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1800 sp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 3 Holy water.