Description: This light-skinned male wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is white and very short. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Zook's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Zook hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Zook was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Pink pearl (140 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). White opal (900 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man dresses like a well dressed Architect does and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Shifting was born the youngest of three triplets. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.