Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His gold crest has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Valorean was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Valorean's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Valorean and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (50 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

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 takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Eberk was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eberk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to be a bowyer again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has moderate length scarlet crest. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Dazzazn was born the youngest of three triplets. After coming to the age of reason, Dazzazn took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1100 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Brown diamond (2000 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Peridot (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his copper eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Edge isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. Edge liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1600 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp).