Description: He is a husky man, who wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tan vest and prefers violet and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She dresses like a well dressed Shipwright does. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length silver crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Aasathra was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Through the years after Aasathra was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Aasathra's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Shipwright for hire.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Oriax hails from a village terrorized by giants. When Oriax reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and tan tie. She sports silver long hair. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.