Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dworic took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of a Body Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Silvo was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Golden pearl (160 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears tattered old clothes and is in decent physical shape. His fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2300 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Hadarai will drive conversation. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aelar grew up listening to his father's many stories. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 110 gp.