Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His white fur is still thick. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Jet (70 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ralf grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ralf. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bather and was forced into it by his family; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: This eastern man wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Seebo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His tied-back hair is brown. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Silvo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Silvo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He has moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in a small plains village. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 50 gp. Moonstone (50 gp).