Description: An older man who dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a red coat with white slacks, he is not a threatening figure. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 68. 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. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Moon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears tattered old clothes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and green pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His crest is red, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Nykkan took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His purple hair is unkempt and raggedy. His silver eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Mormo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: Mormo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 280 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Adrik was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Adrik was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sellsword. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Everburning torch.