Description: He wears a green tunic with tan highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 sp.

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 dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with red slacks. His blue crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: Further expansion of business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Ratak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with grey slacks. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the west to a Map Maker, Kody learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Map Maker for the past few years.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a flattop fur cut. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 9000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).