Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. He has dyed his greying brown fur a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. The war was a terrible time for him, and Flask does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Flask 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 9000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (30 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His black fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a violet vest and prefers green and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 has styled his copper crest well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: Dadalan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Dadalan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Seamstress. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.