Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His fur is red and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Trail lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Trail liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is obsessed with his god.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 cp. Amber (120 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a white armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a red wide-brimmed hat and red clothes. Her brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born in the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has achieved small success as a Engraver.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 20 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp).