Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Jeweler. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He struck the Jeweler job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times and is in decent physical shape. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Racist. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Felgrat was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Felgrat abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his silver crest in a flapper bob. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 7000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (5000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp).

Description: This western man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his auburn hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Fulbar's homeland. Fulbar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.