Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to protect his home

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 390 pp. Rock crystal (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Clear bright green emerald (7000 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'5" and wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. 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 has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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: Born in the south to a Sage, Duergath learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duergath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pikar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears grey trousers with white and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his red fur down. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Fragrant was born with his mother's beautiful face. Fragrant 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. Fragrant decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. Being a Mortician 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and 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

Flaws: Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.