Description: A plain young-adult man, he is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his white fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Jade isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Jade hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Jade began to lead the lost caravan. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Spy who has hired him part-time. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Tree was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Tree's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spy for hire.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Gifted from a young age, Naeris studied abroad. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 110 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a mace on his belt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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 several months after his father was called into army service. In his youth he was a Weaver, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roondar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 5000 cp. Black pearl (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp).