Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a pastel shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple violet robe with red stripes complete with hood. His hair is cut close to his head. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 pp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Jade (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Amber (100 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he usually wears his black robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: Corkitron was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and nunchakus. He wears his auburn hair up. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Shepherd mother left him crippled. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.