Description: This man wears a blue vest and prefers white and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is auburn and curly. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 500 pp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Sard (40 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). White opal (1300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

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. When Beloril reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Beloril was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, River embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. River fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Manfred enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1200 sp.