Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Simon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Simon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 130 pp. Red spinel (160 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His copper crest is still thick. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Medrash was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 170 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and very much looks the part of a Ruler. He keeps his white fur in a pixie cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Sweet isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the west. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ruler. 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: Wants to raise his children well; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He wears his brown hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Fallond was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.