Description: This man wears tattered old clothes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are copper and beady.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 3'4" and sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Through the years after Foxilon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Foxilon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Foxilon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Vassago was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vassago fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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, Odorr is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 sp.