Description: He is a mite stocky and wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear flannel. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: The child of a Spice Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Beiro was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. Beiro took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Bloodstone (60 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears just a green suit. His fur is short and red. His eyes are copper.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Barkeep does. His red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Seven grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His rusty crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Architect born in the past three hundred years. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Torinn 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 6000 cp.