Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Ombul and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long red fur kept up in a rat tail. He has blue eyes and a yellow hat with a green feather.

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. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Scribe but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a Layabout, his mother struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a green costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gifted student he started as a Layabout, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple white robe with black stripes complete with hood. His silver crest is still thick. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Norkruuth wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Norkruuth was born with his father's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to brigands.

Motivation: He is content; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.