Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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, Dondon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the west. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting, Justice, Logical. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is cut close to his head. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great joy in being the best Map Maker in town.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He prefers to wear flannel, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black crest. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. Coral (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is cut close to his head. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Masseuse who has hired him part-time. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Radomir alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp.