Description: This younger middle-aged man sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are red.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Amnon will drive conversation. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Amnon took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Tourmaline (120 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 blue hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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 took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting gnolls, the young Marbas began to lead the lost caravan. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Marbas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are green.

Personality: Mûglûk speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Mûglûk and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mûglûk discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mûglûk fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. Jet (50 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears long strands of amethyst and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born in the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).