Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Drifting hails from a village terrorized by drow. Ostracized due to the psionic 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Guy was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Guy and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Born in the east to a Architect, Varis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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 he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave, Debt. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'5". He wears a violet tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. The war was a terrible time for him, and Morkral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2300 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).