Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is black and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Megged was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Detective. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Spear was born with his father's beautiful face. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sculptor business.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy green crest. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

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. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarethon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.