Description: A 5'5" southern man, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black fur. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: She wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. She carries with her a set of sickles on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She has styled her bronze crest well, parting it to the left. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Ar-Karo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has wavy blue hair. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born into a rich family. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.