Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He keeps his long white crest kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Donaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 40 gp. Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Merchant. She is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and expand her business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her brown hair is still thick. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Sekhmet hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. She worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stableman.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black crest is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a Engraver, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Patrin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Patrin. Being a Carpenter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1700 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.