Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 sp. Silver pearl (120 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Ribbles is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Mormog embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His first spouse was a Interpreter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Interpreter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born into a rich family. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 150 pp. Moonstone (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His fur is lavender and very short. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He got into the Miner business at a young age. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2300 gp. A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp).