Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length cinnamon fur. His yellow eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his brown hair down. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Coral (90 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ombul took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).