Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Windy embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Windy was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 20000 cp.

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 is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Heian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. With bright golden hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She comes from a rich western family. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered music. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: She dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with violet slacks. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has brown eyes and a grey hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Sarah will drive conversation. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the west to a Mason, Sarah learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered dancing. She became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and expand her business

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.