Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears red trousers with blue and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His lavender fur is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: Moon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp. Tourmaline (60 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Latbag was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Latbag fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hagren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Anselm was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stableman. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 12000 sp.