Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Lucan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. 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. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. His chestnut hair is cut short. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Shedinn 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An older man who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat, he is not a threatening figure. His brown fur is lengthy. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. A true patriot, Jade would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 sp. Azurite (10 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. She has dyed her greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cloud isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born in the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. During her travels, Cloud and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Cloud discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Cloud fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is her passion; and she has a crush on the local mortician

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She wears a violet feathered hat and violet clothes. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available she will default to her longsword. She has styled her yellow fur well, parting it to the left. Her eyes are likewise yellow. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trail isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Trail was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barber for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She stands about 4'7" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Logical, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 sp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.