Description: An older man who likes to wear tan tank tops with yellow pants, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his red fur in a flapper bob. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dynamic isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Dynamic was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Spice Merchant. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: Revenge; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His hair is golden and curly. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The war was a terrible time for him, and Diggory does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Lewis 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 homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 19000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His fur is orange and very short. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has worked as a Sailor like his father before him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 120 gp. Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his golden hair up. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Akoth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.