Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2400 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stableman business.

History: Ozyman was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 130 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Her crest is gold and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Body Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Body Guard work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Rolf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp.