Description: She is a mite stocky and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. She wears her white fur down. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 Tabaxi in existence. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She got into the Weaver business at a young age. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with her Gardener father left her crippled. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered grey hat.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sarah was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 160 gp. Zircon (80 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This woman wears bulky red painted plate armor. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on her right hand. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Soapmaker. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.