Description: He has a missing left arm. He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bricklayer business.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fortune-teller; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Blue quartz (5 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mozfel grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He worked as a nervous Sellsword and found it very stressful. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To protect his home; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp. Red spinel (110 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Gardener but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 cp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp).

Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Aramil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her white hair is braided into rings. She has green eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a yellow coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her ears are large.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Shava isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Shava was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Fisher. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her auburn hair is knotted and matted. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has all her life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. After a long history of fighting, Kansif and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Shepherd profession.

History: Birel hails from a village terrorized by drow. 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Birel was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want her driven away; and balancing her hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Azurite (13 gp). 2 Thunderstones.