Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 prove his worth to the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears baggy white pantaloons and a tan scarf. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his white fur down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Two Llamas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His green crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Armorer who has hired him part-time. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is typically in his Brewer uniform. He has wavy lavender fur. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp. Obsidian (9 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Jasper (30 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Robert studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.