Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has no fur. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a Mercenary, his father struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1200 sp. Red spinel (150 gp).

Description: An older man who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his bronze crest down. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. 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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Amber (110 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has dyed his greying lavender fur a little too much giving a sharp lavender color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drifting grew up listening to his father's many stories. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 sp.

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 suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born into a rich family. Peter abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.