Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has moderate length silver hair. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thorin will drive conversation. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Thorin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has done his best to style his lavender fur to look like a famous performer. His eyes are copper and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Great isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Unemployed profession.

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. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This man wears just a grey suit. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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, Darrak is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Darrak studied abroad. Darrak abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has brown eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: Randal hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. After coming to the age of reason, Randal took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp).