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.

Description: This light-skinned female dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears an entirely tan suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She is portly but not overly obese. Her brown hair is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Bimpnottin would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Bimpnottin has worked very hard to control her curse. She tends to her Painter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman tends to wear a large black jacket. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Fistula wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Fistula was born with her mother's beautiful face. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 700 sp. Malachite (10 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'7" and wears a green cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a Armorer, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp.