Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. The war was a terrible time for him, and Koeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tourmaline (60 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Gubrash was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Pyntle hails from a village terrorized by giants. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Pyntle was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and many giants want her driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her falchion with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her scarlet crest is greasy and uncared for. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gold eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A freak accident while working with her Dyer mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman stands a little under 2'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: She is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She keeps her long copper crest kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a red coat with black slacks. His copper crest is matted, messy, and big. He has red eyes and a green hat with a red feather.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.