Description: This younger middle-aged man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His brown fur is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished dagger as well. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 20 pp. Jet (90 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He worked as a nervous Junk Dealer and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Maiathah wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Through the years after Maiathah was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Maiathah's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. He wears his silver hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Ivellios was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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. Pog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eiravel 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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a Sculptor, his father struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 66. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has chestnut hair. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. 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. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 110 gp. Rose (40 gp).