Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He takes great joy in being the best Fortune-teller in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his black fur to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. After a long history of fighting, Skirt and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red crest. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a hunchback. His red crest, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Donaar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great joy in being the best Merchant in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Bellfounder, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp.