Description: He wears a grey tunic with white highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 56. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears bulky white painted plate armor. He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Five grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Five reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather, marred by beers. He has no hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a brown vest and prefers red and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Orsik 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.