Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears just a grey suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His yellow fur is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is silver and curly. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.