Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cimer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a grey coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His yellow fur is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 50 gp. Malachite (16 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and green tie. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Edge isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

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. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 20000 cp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan 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; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

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

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.