Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a falchion on her belt, and carries falchions. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. 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. Cask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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. He has wavy red crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in a small island village. He worked as a nervous Architect and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a courier again

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is still thick. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Thamior began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Thamior was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp.