Description: A 5'8" western man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His cinnamon fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the west. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 12000 sp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. 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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shoemaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Flame was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has worked as a Shoemaker like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. 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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is golden and curly. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

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

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp.