Description: He wears a tan coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Gifted from a young age, Silent studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Sard (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is dark red and very short. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Secretive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his dark red hair down. His silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears professional attire, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Spice Merchant born in the past three hundred years. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Spice Merchant. He tends to his Spice Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 3 Antitoxin. 2 Acid flasks. 3 Antitoxin.