Description: This late middle aged man wears a green costume with the symbols of his god on his torso and is in decent physical shape. His orange fur is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the east to a Cook, Drifting learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to be a miller again

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1300 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 6000 cp. Peridot (80 gp). 4 Holy water.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is portly but not overly obese. His dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Oriax was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Oriax decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.