Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Direcris reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. His cinnamon fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 250 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. She keeps her beige fur in a flapper bob. Her copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Gennal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Gennal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Crowbar.