Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a yellow vest and prefers white and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears his chestnut hair down. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His brown fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Harvest does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Harvest reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Harvest and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His red fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Windy took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Roofer for the past few years.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Balam was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He is content; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 3 Antitoxin. 4 Smokesticks.