Description: He is wearing a long, white cloak, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length yellow fur. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 6'10" northern man, he wears a grey shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and green pants. He has wavy yellow fur. His yellow eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a tattooed face.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 39000 sp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Vanuath is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vanuath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.