Description: 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 styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He found a children's book about a Gnome Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished greataxe as well. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morkral studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stableman.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stableman responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His fur is gray and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cloak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cloak grew up listening to his father's many stories. Cloak was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Cloak decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 130 gp.