Description: A 4'9" northern woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is silver and curly. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Siffress was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a tan coat. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Miller who has hired her part-time. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Pyntle learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Pyntle took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor she uses now. She tends to her Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To protect her home; and to settle down with her crush

Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 cp.