Description: This man wears a tan shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Bulzo wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Bulzo 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 Bulzo. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Braak was taken on many hunting expeditions. Through the years after Braak was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Braak's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who usually wears his tan robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder, he is not a threatening figure. His orange fur, when down, is lengthy. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Map Maker. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people.

Flaws: Addict, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2100 sp. 1 Holy water. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in the east to a Scribe, Wiggens learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His orange fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aura does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Addict, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 28000 sp.