Description: This tall, slender man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His black fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 700 pp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Rose (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He is portly but not overly obese. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 18000 sp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished longsword as well. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Zedaar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Snagog isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 80 gp.