Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a black scarf, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His brown fur is greasy and uncared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines yellow.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Shivering does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in a small island village. When Shivering reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 6000 sp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of a Unemployed, who enjoyed hunting, Purban was taken on many hunting expeditions. When Purban reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He dresses like a well dressed Carpenter does, marred by chocolates. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When Koeth reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 30 pp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).