Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His tied-back hair is blonde. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Carter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: PTSD, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is physically well-built. His fur is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Arumawann was taken on many hunting expeditions. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his brown hair down. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 150 gp.