Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, violet cloak. His bronze crest is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Hirrathak was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Hirrathak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. 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: He would like to get married and retire; and doesn't want to be a mason and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is portly but not overly obese. His lavender fur is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a pastel shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His orange fur is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The war was a terrible time for him, and Beast does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'11" and wears professional attire. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 210 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A true patriot, Pelt would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Rich, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 8000 sp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).