Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. After coming to the age of reason, Gerald 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gerald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His ears are large.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Beggar who has hired him part-time. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 9000 cp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He wears his blonde hair down. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Animal Trainer born in the past three hundred years. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Detective father left him crippled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a detective again

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 sp. Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His copper crest is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Tarhun was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 terrified, and will act out of fear; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Moonstone (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. After a long history of fighting, Cloak and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.