Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roger isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Roger reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'5" eastern man, he wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mason but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Habor was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Habor never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Debt, In love. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He has no hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Black opal (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy yellow fur. He wears a black coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a hunchback. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines yellow.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Seven was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.