Description: He usually wears his yellow robe and has his rapier always slung over his shoulder. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Being a Scribe kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a scribe and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His black fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this southern man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a grey vest and prefers pastel and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the west. Through the years after Damakos was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Damakos's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 5000 cp. 2 Thunderstones.