Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Ovak has worked very hard to control her curse. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 70000 cp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Azurite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Performer. He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Performer and was forced into it by his family; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.