Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His blonde hair is lengthy. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Ildrex was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aramil was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is still thick. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving The war was a terrible time for him, and Aerdeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Aerdeth reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Black star sapphire (900 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a violet scarf. He keeps his red fur in a pixie cut. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, River embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: River was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 230 pp.