Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His gray fur is heavily combed to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Skirt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a worn and beaten armor. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has wavy red hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cockaby is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Assassin, Cockaby learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'2". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 30 pp. A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp).

Description: Standing 5'5", this man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1400 sp. Red spinel (140 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp).