Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Butcher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. His brown fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Gale 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Raer embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Raer was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Raer decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has wavy yellow fur. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his youth he was a Fortune-teller, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black pearl (600 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bather. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp).