Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Healer born in the past three hundred years. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Thamuz lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he wants revenge against orcs

Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1600 gp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Amber (140 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Eye agate (13 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he usually wears his black robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. He wears his red fur up. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. He has styled his brass crest well, parting it to the right. He has red eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.

Personality: Valorean hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Valorean was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Valorean never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, In love. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'8". He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His black hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a great chef.

History: He got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Banded agate (7 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).