Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red fur is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sweet was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 pp. Moss agate (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Horza enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fisher but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the west were limited. After a long history of fighting, Eberdeb and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears long strands of opal and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His head has been shaved. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Barber business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Barber. He became a Barber soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new barber responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.