Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears a grey tunic with pastel highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A freak accident while working with his Miner father left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dyer. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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 father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Flame was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears professional attire. He has red hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the north. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Courier profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 70 gp.