Description: 6'7" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. 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. Cloud fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 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. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has green eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He enjoys reading and quiet.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Star ruby (1300 gp).

Description: This northern man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His clothes are grease stained in places. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry 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 Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His head has been shaved. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 8000 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.