Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'0" eastern man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His fur is orange and curly. His eyes are green and beady.

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 is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bowyer. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has red hair. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Through the years after Fenriz was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Fenriz's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp.