Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Cask was taken on many hunting expeditions. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: Standing 5'9", this man dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has styled his orange fur well, parting it to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a white scarf. He has a hunchback. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

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 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Guard they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Weaver, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 sp.