Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Erky took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 6'7" and muscular, this western man is typically in his Navigator uniform. His gold crest is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Direcris is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Direcris 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 Navigator. He struck the Navigator job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Broce was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1200 sp. Malachite (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Jade (90 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy tan suit, and carries shortbows. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

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 is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Wiggens was born with his father's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears suspenders and pastel workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. She has done her best to style her red fur to look like a famous performer. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aura embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the west to a Marshal, Aura learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1900 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her auburn hair is still thick. She has amber eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She takes great joy in being the best Shepherd in town.

History: She got into the Shepherd business at a young age. She worked as a nervous Shepherd and found it very stressful. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. Her blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Wella is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

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

Ideals: Passionate, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Antitoxin. 1 Tanglefoot bags.