Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she very much looks the part of a Junk Dealer. Her beige fur is smooth and relatively long. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Harvest isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born into a rich family. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 sp. Amethyst (130 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 150 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an entirely white suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. After a long history of fighting, Fulbar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Oskar 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Trey wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Trey abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). 1 Good lock.