Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a great chef.

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. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2300 gp. Peridot (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'1" and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born in the north to a Mason, Fivin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Courier, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: An older man who is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., he is not a threatening figure. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Roland liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 110 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). White opal (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with grey pants. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Slave Trader business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. 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: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Half-Plate.