Description: She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Slave Trader for hire.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and revenge

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His hair, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mordai studied abroad. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Mialee took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Miner they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Guard, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush, Nature, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His golden hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 280 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Azurite (13 gp).