Description: This woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mayor but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When Fragrant reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. 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. Fragrant fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 cp. Zircon (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is brown, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. She carries with her a set of clubs, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Unvera and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 90 gp. Citrine (80 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a fancy yellow dress. Her chestnut hair is still thick. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mercenary who has hired her part-time. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Knight. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tattered old clothes. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cook they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Healer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Healer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.