Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. He has done his best to style his blue hair to look like a famous performer. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with his Doctor mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Barkeep uniform, and carries clubs. He has scarlet crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. She has styled her chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She tends to wear a yellow poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears a colorful flower in her silver hair. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This western man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is black and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. She has done her best to style her brown fur to look like a famous performer. She has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a grey feather.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Cloak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She struck the Sage job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His rusty crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Medrash was born the youngest of three triplets. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Server they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fletcher and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.