Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a grey tunic with yellow highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He sports a flattop fur cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying black crest a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shamash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 15000 sp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Galinndan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Galinndan 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. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Lamlis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. After a long history of fighting, Lamlis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (30 gp).