Description: He wears a grey small hat and grey clothes. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. 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 got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

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. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Alvyn has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 31000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'4". He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with green slacks, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His yellow fur is lengthy. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 80 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His brown hair is lengthy. 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's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Jacinth (7000 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).