Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 78. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Uraim enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Uraim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Carter, but he got bored and became a Performer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Performer.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 380 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses like a well dressed Navigator does. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Navigator business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 230 gp.

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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His crest is bronze and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A true patriot, Torinn would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Torinn reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Sardonyx (30 gp). White opal (1300 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Jet (40 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new cook responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

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

Possessions: Just what you see.