Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in a small island village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 5000 sp. Zircon (40 gp). Azurite (4 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His gray fur, when down, is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in the east. Moon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Moon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 19000 sp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.