Description: This man is tall and muscular. He usually wears his white robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His black crest is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Gifted from a young age, Direcris studied abroad. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, PTSD. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a green broad hat and green clothes. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in the south to a Barber, Nicholas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and human compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears an entirely violet suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white fur is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Nimble was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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 was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Fire opal (500 gp).