Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician, and carries bows. He has dark red hair. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown vest and prefers black and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Valafar hails from a village terrorized by drow. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Ploughman like his father before him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 900 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a pastel shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white fur is braided into rings. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Pelt was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, 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 Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ruler they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).