Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His ears are large.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Aerdeth was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Aerdeth's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is typically in his Bowyer uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His dark red hair is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 80 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp).

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and violet pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'0" when asserting himself. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Cynical, Lazy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a pastel shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his beige fur down. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 5. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. 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. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her silver crest is lengthy. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Farideh would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She struck the Soapmaker job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Many giants want her driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: He stands about 6'7" and wears a green vest and prefers brown and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brass crest is heavily combed to the left. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 sp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has red eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Assassin born in the past three hundred years. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Aym was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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 is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drifting does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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 Drifting reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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 has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). 1 Banded mail.