Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Nagrette hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Nagrette alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and she wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp. Citrine (40 gp). 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His black hair is singed and shortened. His ears are large.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Baker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Baker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. His fur is orange and very short. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tan trousers with white and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Qualen will drive conversation. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 cp. Jet (130 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He usually wears his green robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. He has moderate length red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Amnon 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. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Engraver and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 140 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'10". He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a Slave Trader, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Mantus was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson brown hat.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. The war was a terrible time for her, and Tordrid does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 cp.