Description: He is lean but muscular and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has silver hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Gormogord took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His black hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gerbo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His white fur is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Smoking isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: This man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. He has wavy rusty crest. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He wears his orange fur down. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Right-Handed enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Right-Handed 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. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Sensitive, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.