Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His yellow fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the west to a Spice Merchant, Beast learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When Beast reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother 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 achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 30 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has bronze crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nithther was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears just a grey suit. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Chay will drive conversation. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Chay took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 20 gp.