Description: This late middle aged man typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor and is in decent physical shape. He has moderate length black fur. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a carpenter again

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 900 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Corkitron was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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. Nazû fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, Fearful. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.