Description: A middle-aged man, he wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Oppleby was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Chalcedony (80 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp).

Description: This man wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length brown fur. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Scribe but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. 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: To protect his home; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 900 gp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Adelard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a spear on his belt. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are yellow and catlike.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Sun's homeland. Sun decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Sun 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 he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.