Description: He is lean but muscular and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His orange fur is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Folgûm grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was taken from his home at a very young age. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished bastard sword as well. His black hair is knotted and matted. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). White pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a grey tunic with pastel highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He tends to his Priest job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His golden hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 150 gp.