Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quarion speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At some point he was captured by brigands and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. His brown fur is knotted and matted. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp).

Description: A 5'0" northern man, he prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. 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 Mortician. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Foxilon has worked very hard to control his curse. 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 he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 10 pp. Red spinel (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.