Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His fur is cinnamon and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a red scarf. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shipwright. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shipwright for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Servant again.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Percival was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Terse, Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 190 gp. Zircon (50 gp). Amber (160 gp).

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. He wears his scarlet crest up. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Shamash 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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shamash 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, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 70 gp.