Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His beige fur is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Harvest liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Harvest was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. Rock crystal (70 gp).

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born into a rich family. His childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but he was a colossal failure. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2300 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.

Personality: Mamnen 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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Mamnen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Emerald (900 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Blue diamond (2000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His rusty crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He takes great joy in being the best Soapmaker in town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Soapmaker for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Ulfgar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ulfgar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Crowbar.