Description: He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anthony does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Cynical, Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nuraval grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Art does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Art reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Tricking's homeland. Tricking decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Rock crystal (70 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolen grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp.