Description: This man is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and grey tie. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. His blonde hair is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carpenter born in the past three hundred years. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished pickaxe as well. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a large green jacket. He has done his best to style his yellow fur to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His crest is short and rusty. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When Shedinn reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.