Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Through the years after Gildmak was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Gildmak's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sard (60 gp). Black star sapphire (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp).

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her black fur is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp. Citrine (80 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a violet shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aust speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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, Aust is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Monk 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. 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's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 900 gp.