Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Quarethon was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarethon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp).

Description: An older man who is renowned for his bright white suits and hats, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 170 gp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He became a Sellsword soon after.

Motivation: To be a Knight again.

Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'0". He wears a pastel vest and prefers black and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Cynical, Insane. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp).

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is dressed in an above average manner. She is an epitome of beauty. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Tawar is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Tourmaline (140 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.