Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a grey collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Tree was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Tree took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is physically well-built. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. A true patriot, Ivellios would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Ivellios was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Gardener. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Orsik embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'2". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Amethyst (160 gp). Amber (160 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).