Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Terse, Racist. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished crossbow as well. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and 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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this northern man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 27. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with red slacks. Her silver hair is still thick. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She tends to her Bather job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 160 gp.