Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a halberd on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Pelt lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Pelt reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Amethyst (110 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. 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: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist, Mundane. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His gold crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Medrash was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length green crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Mozikth wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the south to a Architect, Damien learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Damien was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Architect. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.