Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His white hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. One day when Mordai was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Mordai was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. A true patriot, Pirithin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Pirithin 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 bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 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 wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His copper crest is long and unkept. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gorbundus is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears long strands of amber and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. He has red fur. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Amber (160 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). White opal (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp.