Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. His tied-back hair is silver. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is physically well-built. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear flannel. He keeps his rusty crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bowyer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 pp. Red spinel (60 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

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: 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 dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has blue eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Laborer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.