Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red fur is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 sp. Sard (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: This northern man wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Trey was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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, Beiro is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Beiro studied abroad. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Smokesticks. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 6 Acid flasks.