Description: She wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'2" when asserting herself. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Courier profession.

History: Willow was born with her mother's beautiful face. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Bricklayer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bricklayer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want her driven away

Bonds: Guardian, Job, Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 50 gp. Jet (70 gp).

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her black fur is braided into rings. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Salasar hails from a village terrorized by giants. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Salasar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'6". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has blue eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Namfoodle grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Scribe; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp.