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 is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He keeps his yellow fur in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Purban was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He has no hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses like a well dressed Gardener does. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Gardener.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a violet scarf. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ishmoz 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. 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. Ishmoz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.