Description: This late middle aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head and is in decent physical shape. His beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 90 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thomas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 sp. Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 tends to his Marshal job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He then took over the family business and is one of the better Layabout for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 40 gp.