Description: This slender woman stands about 4'10". She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her fur is lavender and curly. Her yellow eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. A true patriot, River would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Knight.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has a very tight haircut. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1900 sp. Jet (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nalral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in the south to a Mayor, Darrak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He's also a talented Cook, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 40 pp. Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and blue tie. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. 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 is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: Gifted from a young age, Nuraval studied abroad. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.