Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. 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 fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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, Gimurt is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 cp. Zircon (40 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp).

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. She has moderate length gray fur. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His green crest is still thick. He has red eyes and a black hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nithther was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nithther decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 110 gp. Sard (80 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is bronze and curly. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Greethen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His bronze crest is braided into rings. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Gargax is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Gargax was born the youngest of three triplets. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 120 gp.