Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Nybarg has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Nybarg was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He wears his blonde hair down. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1100 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears black trousers with tan and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His cinnamon fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. After a long history of fighting, Smoking and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is dressed in earthy colors with a black and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. His head has been shaved. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the west to a Unemployed, Tordek learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Tordek took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 290 gp.