Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, marred by sweets. Her hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During her travels, Diesa and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Diesa discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Diesa fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has wavy cinnamon fur. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mortician who has hired him part-time. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is brown and curly. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Gardener soon after.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: 2'10" and muscular, this northern man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bulzo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses like a well dressed Beggar does. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines yellow.

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 is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Beggar.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 cp.