Description: This late middle aged man wears bulky black painted plate armor and is in decent physical shape. His rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Greethen grew up listening to his father's many stories. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Bathin studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Priest for hire.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2100 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gimble grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His tied-back hair is auburn. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.