Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her black eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50 pp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: This malnourished woman wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood. She keeps her long white fur kept up in a rat tail. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has styled her brown hair well, parting it to the left. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. She wears her gold crest down. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Savaran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 130 gp.