Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Whurbin was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 sp. Obsidian (9 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears tan trousers with blue and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Barendd wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Expert, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Barendd was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Guard. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1600 sp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. Jet (90 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Naill studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Naill took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 5000 sp.