Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His ears are large.

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 Human in existence. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Tim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 10000 sp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a red costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His brown fur is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are yellow and beady.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Edge isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His brown hair is braided into rings. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Olgoth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Olgoth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has worked as a Fletcher like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Hugh took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 sp. Moonstone (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.