Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His gray fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dynamic isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dynamic is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Dynamic was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a black cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Shedinn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His fur is beige and very short. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson grey hat.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Cockaby lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cockaby was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Seamstress. He tends to his Seamstress job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to be a roofer again

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.