Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a pastel shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His yellow fur is lengthy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears just a green suit. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are black and catlike.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Damakos studied abroad. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is white, 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 is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Rolen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His white hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is an amazing painter.

History: Beloril was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 40 gp.