Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'10" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the west. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His cinnamon fur is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Windy took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: She wears professional attire. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

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. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Smokesticks.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a simple blue robe with red stripes complete with hood, marred by chocolates. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Quarion was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 sp.