Description: This man wears a tan tunic with grey highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His fur is beige and very short. His copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'8", this man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His lavender fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his copper eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. At a young age his mother died while driving off some drow. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his copper crest down. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (4 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Rose (70 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). Peridot (70 gp).

Description: A 5'0" western man, he usually wears his grey robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. 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 is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (14 gp).