Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'8". He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. His long beige fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Drifting took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears an entirely grey suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Traubon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Tomph reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother 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. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Ploughman. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 sp.