Description: This man wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Slave Trader they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Junk Dealer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and tan pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His long red fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Shivering took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp.