Description: She wears brown trousers with blue and violet striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She carries a battered kukri and tarnished glaive as well. She has done her best to style her lavender fur to look like a famous performer. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Right-Handed isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Right-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Jade (70 gp). Zircon (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a red coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon her head. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. She wears her chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She comes from a rich western family. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. After months of barely getting by, Jasmine managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: She wants revenge against giants; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Dharg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is silver and curly. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Târz is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Târz studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Târz took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).