Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a brown shirt, with a violet mid length skirt with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She keeps her brown fur in a pixie cut. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Theirastra was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is greedy; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 cp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, violet shirt, and brown tie. She wears a colorful flower in her white fur. Her yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Nimble took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor she uses now. She bought a crossbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 90 gp.