Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination and is in decent physical shape. He has wavy black hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ernest 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 in a small desert village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. After a long history of fighting, Ernest and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Body Guard, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stableman for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a body guard again

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has black fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

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 always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Cask never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His fur is brown and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cask isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Cask was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Emerald (500 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. 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 has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He comes from a rich western family. Az-Adar 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.