Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Art is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Art was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Now he works as a writing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: Revenge; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a fancy pastel suit. His gray fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1800 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He's also a talented Assassin, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.