Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nimble is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: This fat eastern woman has a bulbous nose and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her black hair is braided into rings. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drusilia grew up listening to her father's many stories. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Secretive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Balifra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.