Description: This late middle aged man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs and is in decent physical shape. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He tends to his Architect job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He refers to his adoptive father 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 got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has worked as a Fletcher like his father before him.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tattered old clothes. He wears his blonde hair down. His ears are large.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Oren hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Oren was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thervan will drive conversation. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Farmer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Farmer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Farmer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new farmer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 10000 cp. 4 Smokesticks.