Description: A moderately attractive man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a very tight haircut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. 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. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His gray fur is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. 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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Morkral 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Jak grew up listening to his father's many stories. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and he perpetually has his whip ready. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blue hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Skamos 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, Disciplined. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Healer’s kit.