Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. 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 trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is brown and very short. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His beige fur is matted, messy, and big. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp.