Description: He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His orange fur is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Insane. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and is pretty ugly. He has moderate length red hair. His black 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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Valafar hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Valafar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Reirak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Reirak alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and doesn't want to be a junk dealer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Valafar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 20000 cp. Amber (120 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. A true patriot, Roondar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.