Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He is portly but not overly obese. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Assassin. After a long history of fighting, Cressel and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Moonstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Tomi hails from a village terrorized by goblins. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Tomi was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 60 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a Map Maker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the east to a Map Maker, Frug learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Frug was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Map Maker. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 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 wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His lavender fur is smooth and relatively long. His yellow eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When Three reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 80 gp.