Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ghaliver took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ghaliver fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Expert 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His fur is short and black. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer 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: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 5'4" western man, he is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and half-elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Racist. Occupation: Baker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blue hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Vassago abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.