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 wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 takes great joy in being the best Cook in town.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Jade (40 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His fur is short and white. His eyes are likewise amber.

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 Tabaxi in existence. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Tricking hails from a village terrorized by giants. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Tricking alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Tricking was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Violet garnet (1100 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is knotted and matted. 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 intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Qemuel grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His scarlet crest is thinning but still full. His red 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 is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Zedaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 3'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Superior lock.