Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Marshal. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He tends to his Marshal job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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, Sweet is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sweet lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She is physically well-built. She wears her cinnamon fur down. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is a great chef.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gold.

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: Kiirith lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family, In love, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'0" northern woman, she wears black trousers with brown and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her hair is blue and curly. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Makaria wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.