Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has moderate length blonde hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dell fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has dyed his greying scarlet crest a little too much giving a sharp scarlet color. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kiirith is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His silver hair is thinning but still full. 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 massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sculptor who has hired him part-time. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes illithids are coming to abduct people. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.