Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Obsidian (16 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: A 3'2" northern man, he is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Stylist soon after.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black fur is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with red slacks. He sports a flattop fur cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and River does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. A freak accident while working with his Baker father left him crippled. During his travels, River and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, River discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. River fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Depressed, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 40 gp.