Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His fur is gray and curly. His yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has moderate length white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Erevan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His beige fur is still thick. His yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He got into the Barber business at a young age. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barber.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His auburn hair is cut short. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 70 gp.