Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tan feathered hat and tan clothes. His auburn hair is cut short. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kâka is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Sard (30 gp). Emerald (400 gp).

Description: He wears a blue collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He sports a flattop crest cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 77. 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 brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he 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. Ghesh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is red and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Wiggens lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: White pearl (160 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Jet (160 gp). Rose (80 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His gray fur is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.