Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Right-Handed is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Right-Handed liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 17000 sp.

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gormogord is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gormogord hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Gormogord was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: A 5'8" northern woman, she is renowned for her bright yellow dresses and hats. Her hair is short and red. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Quillathe liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp).