Description: A 5'6" northern man, he tends to wear a large yellow jacket. His white fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: Lone hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Born in the north to a Bounty Hunter, Lone learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Lone alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He's also a talented Beggar, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'10". He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Masseuse, but he was a colossal failure. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he is content

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Morg was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 pp. White opal (900 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Fibblestib enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Banker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, tan shirt, and green tie. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 160 gp. Onyx (70 gp).