Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his red crest well, parting it to the right. He has red eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 70 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp).

Description: He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a red coat with black slacks. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cockaby wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has copper eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 110 gp.