Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Pelt isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Sculptor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Sculptor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 29000 sp.

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 white crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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 daughter.

History: He was born into a rich family. One day when Efferil was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Efferil was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Phelaia was born the youngest of three triplets. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 140 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 tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She wears her lavender fur up. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. A true patriot, Cloak would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.