Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. 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 is fixated on the number 65. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1400 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Feldûsh studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Feldûsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His lavender fur is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Serpent took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Mindartis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Mindartis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 10000 cp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Jet (70 gp).