Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jade (120 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'7" when asserting herself. She wears her cinnamon fur up. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and tabaxi compassion

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 pp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries tridents. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his youth he was a Blacksmith, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He wears his silver hair down. His eyes are green.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 7000 gp. Sard (60 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Sard (60 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Sard (60 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1300 pp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Jade (130 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His hair is white and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: Rimple is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Rimple is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His fur is short and yellow. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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 raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Jet (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.