Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Thervan was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dadalan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Doctor profession.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cask grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a blue feathered hat and blue clothes. He has chestnut hair. He has silver eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears just a green suit. His hair is chestnut and very short. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Oriax lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Oriax was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp.