Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her gray fur in a flapper bob. She is baby faced.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tree 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, Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a green coat. Her rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Akra was taken on many hunting expeditions. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During her travels, Akra and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Akra discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Akra fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Lazy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is cut close to her head. She is baby faced.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Carpenter and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She likes to wear tan tank tops with white skirt. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: Born in the north to a Barrister, Silaqui learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears a simple green robe with white stripes complete with hood. His crest is black and curly. This gold eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Slave, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Rangrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: Gnomish compassion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He got into the Laborer business at a young age. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He struck the Laborer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and expand his business

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a white coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has moderate length brown hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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. When Oloric reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.