Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a white tunic with pastel highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is baby faced.

Personality: Lone speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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 he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Umpen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Wiggan 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

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

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Sellsword profession.

History: Kildrak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a sellsword again

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.