Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. He has dyed his greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Pelaios has worked very hard to control his curse. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His beige fur is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Miller

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He wears his auburn hair up. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 Dwarf in existence. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When Eberk reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.