Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Az-Bror was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He wears his red hair up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has styled his cinnamon fur well, parting it to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 Tabaxi in existence. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Cloak 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is an epitome of beauty. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Nutae was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Nutae abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He usually wears his green robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. He has moderate length black hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. Ogthrak was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He became a Stylist soon after.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp.