Description: This tall, slender woman wears dull grey sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. Her blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His fur is short and lavender. His eyes are copper and beady.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a violet coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. During his travels, Oppleby and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Oppleby discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Oppleby fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.