Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Painter. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, he is not a threatening figure. His beige fur is lengthy. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Silk rope. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 110000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has blonde hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nim isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 sp.