Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She is a Slaad in disguise. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Wobbles is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Wobbles lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Stylist father left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 160 gp. Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears just a grey suit. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gimurt took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 130 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His bronze crest is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Assassin who has hired him part-time. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Valorean was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 150 gp.