Description: He wears a violet coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly crossbows and pickaxes. He sports a flattop fur cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a pastel wide-brimmed hat and pastel clothes. He has done his best to style his black crest to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Nithther was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nithther decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: The child of a Miner, who enjoyed hunting, Dworic was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Aramil will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aramil does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp. A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp).