Description: This man wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His white crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Mreksh liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His tied-back hair is silver. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Ortegar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Left-Handed isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Left-Handed was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Onyx (80 gp).

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His scarlet crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 Dragonborn in existence. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His childhood dream was to be a Ploughman, but he was a colossal failure. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).