Description: This man dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Tharivol is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Tharivol was born with his father's beautiful face. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This late middle aged woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest and is in decent physical shape. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length brown fur. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born in the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 cp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'7" and wears a blue costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His black hair is long and unkept. 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. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.