Description: This late middle aged man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars and is in decent physical shape. His orange fur is still thick. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Cask was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Cask took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has rusty crest. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Mreksh took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He tends to his Priest job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Fire opal (1500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Amber (140 gp). Hematite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his youth he was a Bookbinder, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Sculptor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a fisher again

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Magnifying glass.