Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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, Cressel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Cressel studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Cressel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Soapmaker. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. 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: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Melech took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Banded agate (15 gp). Jade (50 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has done his best to style his white fur to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. A true patriot, Serpent would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Serpent reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2100 sp.