Description: She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of magic on her torso. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished flail as well. Her fur is orange and curly. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A true patriot, Cask would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Cask reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Cask was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the illithids.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: She tends to wear a pastel poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her white fur is long and unkept. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Beast was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Being a Cook kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden pearl (60 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Hematite (8 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Dazzazn was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Spice Merchant. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. One day when Vlorn was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Vlorn was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He tends to his Spice Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Spice Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 sp.