Description: A man of a pale complexion, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Lone was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 pp. Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Wymar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

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

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.