Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a black scarf. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Wrenn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. After coming to the age of reason, Wrenn took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Holy water.

Description: This woman is dressed in an above average manner, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Weaver business.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tomph grew up listening to her father's many stories. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her kukri. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are blue.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 250 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her ears are large.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. She found a children's book about a Gnome Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.