Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a black coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. Fire opal (900 gp). Red garnet (150 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished sword as well. He has wavy golden hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Stannor was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Stannor's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. During his travels, Stannor and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Stannor discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Stannor fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. 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: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His gray fur is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Sun was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 7 Acid flasks. 3 Holy water.