Description: He is a mite stocky and wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is portly but not overly obese. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vlorn was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Military, Guardian. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His orange fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. 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, Ethereal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Dyer, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Aelar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.