Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is portly but not overly obese. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Taklinn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy lavender fur. He wears an entirely tan suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a hunchback. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Drifting studied abroad. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered goblins who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. He is portly but not overly obese. His black fur is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Left-Handed reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1500 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Carnelian (30 gp).