Description: She wears a brown collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. Her black fur is heavily combed to the left. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ethereal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ethereal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'10" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a Carter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He struck the Carter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Amethyst (160 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He keeps his red fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Harvest embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born into a rich family. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Harvest has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2500 sp. Sard (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His auburn hair is lengthy. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Thamior's homeland. Thamior decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 4000 sp.