Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Anselm studied abroad. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Anselm alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His fur is white, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Drifting was born with his father's beautiful face. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drifting fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Smoky quartz (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and doesn't want to be a ploughman and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 13000 cp. Black pearl (200 gp). Azurite (12 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 50 gp.