Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He has done his best to style his scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Salasar reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Eiravel was born with his father's beautiful face. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, In love, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Coral (60 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Therlin learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Sage, but she was a colossal failure. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new navigator responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 70000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black fur is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lone isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His auburn hair is still thick. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.