Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is scarlet and curly. His ears are large.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing a long, red cloak. He has wavy black crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Zedaar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the east to a Adventurer, Zedaar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He tends to his Adventurer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Malachite (14 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Jet (130 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 3'1" western man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. 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: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He became a Glassblower soon after.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a blue coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has styled his orange fur well, parting it to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.