Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Her fur is brown and curly. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Trail was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has achieved small success as a Weaver.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Foxilon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Foxilon was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Carpenter. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this western man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Thokk was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. She has gray eyes.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is content; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 130 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).