Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with black pants. He carries a battered mace and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. In his youth he was a Detective, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oppleby 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 gnomish compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear flannel. His hair is brown and very short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Tricking is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears yellow trousers with tan and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has no fur. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He got into the Courier business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He struck the Courier job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Naeris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.