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. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp).

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His fierce white eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Abad 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 terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. His half smiles and yellow eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 Tabaxi in existence. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has achieved small success as a Seamstress.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: The child of a Map Maker, who enjoyed hunting, Hadarai was taken on many hunting expeditions. He worked as a nervous Baker and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Map Maker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He very much looks the part of a Dilettante. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has amber eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the north to a Dilettante, Vondal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dilettante work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dilettante work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.