Description: He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a pastel scarf. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His gray fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has blue eyes.

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. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gardain studied abroad. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Hedonist. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fulbar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Religious, Military, Debt. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: 6'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his long white crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.