Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'5". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His cinnamon fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. 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 born on a small isolated farm. He worked as a nervous Seamstress and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Seamstress for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Seamstress responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His white eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 7000 cp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His orange fur is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears silk and lounges about seductively, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his red crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is an amazing painter.

History: Azzakh was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 120000 cp.