Description: This late middle aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze and is in decent physical shape. His cinnamon fur is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 8000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (80 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: A 3'3" northern man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and black tie. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Eberdeb hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Red spinel (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: The child of a Crown-heir, who enjoyed hunting, Rimmon was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Rimmon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Shane was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Stylist soon after.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1400 gp.