Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are white.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sailor business.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this western man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He wears his orange fur up. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Spear was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Dazzazn was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dazzazn's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a unemployed and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and carries hammers. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Geoffrey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Geoffrey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.