Description: 6'4" and muscular, this southern man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His red hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Leucis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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's also a talented Priest, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40000 cp. Jet (60 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His orange fur is still thick. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Trail was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Trail never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Professionalism, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. 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: Wants to raise his children well; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He has dyed his greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Flask isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 30 pp.