Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'5" when asserting herself. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Unvera liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Pog was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Gnome Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 160 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. His black fur is singed and shortened. His eyes are yellow and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Smoking hails from a village terrorized by giants. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Smoking 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 his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for him, and Skoth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Skoth was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.