Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a falchion on her belt, and carries falchions. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has wavy red crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in a small island village. He worked as a nervous Architect and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a courier again

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is still thick. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Thamior began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Thamior was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Sensitive, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a green coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He is physically well-built. His rusty crest is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Mozikth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Mozikth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barkeep. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Assassin father left him crippled. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.