Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears long strands of sapphire and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His yellow fur is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is silver and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born in the north. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 110 gp. Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. 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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ûkrom does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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 is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 pp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull red iron scale mail. He wears a colorful flower in his cinnamon fur. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beast fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His auburn hair is lengthy. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Dorn was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Dorn's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Chain shirt.