Description: He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and carries halberds. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Merchant. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 28000 sp. Jet (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown fur is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Right-Handed embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, and carries sais. He has wavy red fur. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Cloak embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Sard (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 70. 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 lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Soveliss took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Breastplate.