Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a grey vest and prefers brown and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. After a long history of fighting, Erevan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He stands about 4'5" and wears long strands of aquamarine and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his blonde hair up. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Tanner mother left him crippled. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 22000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His purple hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Painter for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2200 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Bolg was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mayor. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 pp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Hourglass.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He has done his best to style his white fur to look like a famous performer. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 sp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.