Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: Standing 6'3", this man is wearing a long, grey cloak. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length red fur. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 60 gp. Malachite (15 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears professional attire. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Einkil 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 has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His silver hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.