Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His black fur is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Cloud was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Cloud's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Blue sapphire (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a colorful flower in his blue crest. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Donaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Donaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Wiggan 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 has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fancy red suit. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His red eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker red hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Engraver born in the past three hundred years. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He got into the Engraver business at a young age. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Skamos alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.