Description: A moderately attractive man, he has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He has moderate length black fur. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Disease, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Jet (60 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, marred by sweets. He wears his white hair down. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was a Healer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Curran 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Armorer who has hired him part-time. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born into a rich family. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Sard (40 gp).

Description: He wears a red shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and blue pants. His black crest is lengthy. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Weaver and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Uthemar was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Weaver. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3100 sp. Coral (80 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Breastplate.