Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His orange fur is long and unkept. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fragrant is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. Her hair is silver and curly. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his brown hair up. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 sp.

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 he perpetually has his whip ready. His gold crest is still thick. He wears an eyepatch.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Valorean studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her lavender fur is knotted and matted. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is a Sellsword first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. 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 set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her beige fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. She has copper eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. A freak accident while working with her Beggar father left her crippled. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and doesn't want to be a mercenary and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His tied-back hair is red. His hazel 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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a black costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His green crest is heavily combed to the right. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Kildrak wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter mother left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.