Description: This southern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with white slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his religion dominates his actions

Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and violet handkerchief worn on his right side. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Curran and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His black fur is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Moon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barber. His red crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Srorthen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barber for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 cp. Deep green spinel (120 gp).