Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her bronze crest is knotted and matted. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Findex is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her red hair is heavily combed to the right. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Stacee grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Stacee. Being a Stableman kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Black pearl (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Sard (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has wavy black fur. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 220 pp.

Description: This man is wearing a long, pastel cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lone isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 has worked as a Fisher like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp.