Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Dabbledob 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. Dabbledob 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. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Addict. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: This northern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Drogo studied abroad. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2900 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of nunchakus on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Roondar 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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Map Maker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Map Maker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His cinnamon fur is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Three never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and revenge

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.