Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. His hair is brown and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Ribbles is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Barkeep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears just a white suit. He has moderate length lavender fur. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.