Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a red tunic with yellow highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears professional attire. She keeps her long brown fur kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Smoking embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Nemeia was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Courier. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Shágflak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Art isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 cp.