Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Star rose quartz (40 gp). Amber (130 gp). Coral (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp).

Description: This eastern man wears a green vest and prefers white and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Fargrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Sage, but he was a colossal failure. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a sage again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a white scarf. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He keeps his lavender fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Purson took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 18000 cp. Carnelian (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp).