Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He usually wears his brown robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. His green crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 240 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a violet vest and prefers black and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top violet hat.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Tricking liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length bronze crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gifted student he started as a Dyer, but he got bored and became a Brewer. Being a Brewer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.