Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears blue trousers with tan and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His orange fur is smooth and relatively long. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 men.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'5" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 160 pp. Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers green and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries greatswords. He has golden hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Heward was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 cp.