Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He wears his black crest down. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Gorbundus is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Painter

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

Possessions: 700 sp.

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 is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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, Alvyn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Alvyn was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Navigator. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. He wears his cinnamon fur up. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Pelt was born with his father's beautiful face. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Two Llamas was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Two Llamas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Roofer; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 sp.