Description: She is lean but muscular and prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. Her blonde hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Shamil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Guardian, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 23000 cp.

Description: She has a missing left arm. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Navigator. She has done her best to style her brown fur to look like a famous performer. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Moon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 210 pp. Hematite (4 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries whips. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the left. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student she started as a Server, but she got bored and became a Map Maker. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 41000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his lavender fur in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trail isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trail was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Farmer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Rock crystal (50 gp).