Description: He dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a white coat with blue slacks. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 72. 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. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

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 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 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: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Glassblower first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Qemuel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student he started as a Slave Trader, but he got bored and became a Glassblower. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1500 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Amber (70 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Malachite (6 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Koeth was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and revenge

Flaws: Secretive, Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trail isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Trail enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2300 gp.