Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is wearing a long, black cloak. She keeps her brass crest in a pixie cut. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Jezean took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. She became a Barrister soon after.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she's in love

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She sports silver long hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Meriele took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Meriele and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 110 gp.