Description: This man wears a fancy black suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. 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 is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thamior. Being a Herbalist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2000 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His clothes are grease stained in places. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are brown.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Zog took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.