Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. 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. He became a Navigator soon after.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Animal Trainer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. He has worked as a Animal Trainer like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and is pretty ugly. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy lavender fur. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a hunchback. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. His eyes are yellow and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 60 gp.