Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Cimer embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest is short and bronze. His red eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson pastel hat.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Through the years after Fax was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Fax's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: Percival is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He takes great joy in being the best Crown-heir in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Crown-heir. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long red fur kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines copper.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Through the years after Corkitron was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Corkitron's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Corkitron and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.