Description: This slender man stands about 5'7". He wears a black coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Opinionated, Extrovert. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100000 cp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Banded agate (5 gp).

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 clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Einkil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His fur is cinnamon and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. His white crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Pijjirik alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.