Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is short and golden. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a bricklayer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Mozfel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the north, 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 north 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. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Fonkin was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Fonkin's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Fonkin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 18000 cp. Red garnet (120 gp). Amber (120 gp).