Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has slicked back golden hair. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Avice reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: She stands about 4'11" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Margery is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 9000 sp. Black pearl (200 gp). Hematite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Interpreter. He has done his best to style his lavender fur to look like a famous performer. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, River isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. 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, River is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. River took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears suspenders and pastel workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. Her orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. The war was a terrible time for her, and Tricking 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 mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Body Guard arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Tricking and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Selfish, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.