Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His gray fur is knotted and matted. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Cloak embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Cloak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his youth he was a Bowyer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the left. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. With bright silver hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for her, and Vonana does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Tanner arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with blue pants. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thar embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thar studied abroad. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.