Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Great is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Forgetful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and carries monstrous two handed axes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bagabug fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his gold crest up. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Enialis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist mother left him crippled. During his travels, Enialis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Enialis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Enialis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp).