Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His lavender fur is braided into rings. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Doctor for hire.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses sign language

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

Description: This man is very fat, and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

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 is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Peren and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. 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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Gimurt took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.