Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a brown collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gildmak was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He has shaved his head bald. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is beige and curly. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aura isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. 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, Aura is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (160 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has bronze crest. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.