Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is portly but not overly obese. His red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Flask was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sweet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a white and green robe with the hood down. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Her auburn hair is thinning but still full. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her hair is cut close to her head. 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 tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Geva hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Her childhood dream was to be a Stableman, but she was a colossal failure. After a long history of fighting, Geva and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'2". He wears a blue collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Gifted from a young age, Warryn studied abroad. Warryn was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Warryn decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Barkeep kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Bendoo will drive conversation. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She bought a sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp).

Description: Standing 5'3", this woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has achieved small success as a Mayor.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this northern man very much looks the part of a Fortune-teller. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Naal 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 Fortune-teller. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small blue clips. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Ulla was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Ulla was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 20 pp. Blue quartz (11 gp).