Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Erevan 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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a yellow tunic with green highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. His fur is short and white. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Rangrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Actor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2700 gp. Rose (20 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Rose (20 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. He found a children's book about a Halfling Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mayor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.