Description: This late middle aged man wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scythe, just in case and is in decent physical shape. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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: To unite with his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1200 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Hematite (8 gp). White pearl (40 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and white tie. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a Miner, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 has the majority of his body covered in plate. His fur is black and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and tabaxi compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and pastel pants. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His blonde hair is cut short. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bookbinder responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp.