Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears baggy brown pantaloons and a green scarf. His fur is short and lavender. His eyes are likewise yellow. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Terse, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length silver hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries swords. His rusty crest is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

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 took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Blacksmith they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Crown-heir, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.