Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is short and blonde. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 sp. Red garnet (70 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His gray fur is thinning but still full. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Performer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 140 gp. White pearl (160 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries falchions. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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, Gimble is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. She keeps her black fur in a flapper bob. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are copper.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Emerald isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the south to a Tailor, Emerald learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Gardener, but she was a colossal failure. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4 Smokesticks.