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 wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length rusty crest. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Direcris was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Direcris's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). White opal (800 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely pastel suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His fur is beige and curly. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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: To settle down with his crush.

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 20000 cp. Blue quartz (9 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp).

Description: She wears dull tan sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed rapier, just in case, and she perpetually has her rapier ready. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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, Quillathe is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Quillathe was taken on many hunting expeditions. Quillathe abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She bought a rapier and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 80 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He got into the Sculptor business at a young age. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local dyer

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Small steel mirror.