Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Forcas wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 150 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red fur is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Crown-heir work with an outfit from a few towns over. Crown-heir work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Ur-Dag lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 10000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern woman likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Buvvie was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Buvvie decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.