Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His fur is beige and very short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Shivering wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. After a long history of fighting, Shivering and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has no crest. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a worn and beaten armor. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Arumawann lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Arumawann was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Arumawann was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is physically well-built. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the north to a Stylist, Sindri learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Stylist. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to protect his home

Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Job, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His white crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pijjirik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.