Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born into a rich family. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'9". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His ears are large.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Balam was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Balam's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a red feather.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 48000 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black tunic with tan highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Quarion took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.