Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 4'9". She wears dark leathers with embroidery, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. Her red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She was born in the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: A 2'11" eastern woman, she wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise green.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a simple blue robe with brown stripes complete with hood. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. Her blonde hair is wavy and long. Her ears are large.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dara was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She carries a battered mace and tarnished scimitar as well. She has no hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Fisher born in the past three hundred years. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but she was a colossal failure. She became a Fisher soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.