Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Gennal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Gennal reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His brown fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his gray fur to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the south to a Slave Trader, Pelt learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He struck the Slave Trader job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His head has been shaved. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. His red crest is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Shamash enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: The child of a Architect, who enjoyed hunting, Shamash was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Shamash took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2900 sp.